What do yours look like? 

I see them talking to mine

Laughing heartily at us

Patting each other’s backs

Glancing sideways to watch 

As we rally against them.

I wonder do they sense it?

Our fear and desolation.

This game they play 

Is it all for pleasure ?

Or do we shame them, 

When we don’t rise above.

Are they just a virus ?

Eating from our core

Until we can stand no more 

And give in to it –

To them, completely.

Categories: Poetry

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