WHAT I CONSIDERED ON MY WALK (a poem)
On the sidewalk toward him I’m walking fast.
He’s moving to take the boulevard track,
With a courteous nod of his head he’s passed,
Swift shift to concrete again and he’s back.
The same reaction from each passing stranger.
Our health officials have been convincing.
Our brains are encoded, shun Covid danger,
Self-distance and mask and use soap and rinsing.
As controls are lifted and markets resume,
How safe will we be? We’re not at all sure.
Virtual meetings, online shopping, and Zoom,
Will endure at least until there’s a cure.
I reject ‘the new normal’ to label time,
Yet I concede life cannot be the same.
It’s only too real since I’m not in my prime,
Coping with changes, my primary aim.
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