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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required In times like these, where I live, Days are rising in exuberance of spring Blossoming season’s scented revelry As hatchlings are chirping jovial music, Yet, the news dominates COVID-Nineteen: A world trapped in grip of quarantine. Silence of the streets speaks loudly For countless lives interrupted suddenly, Muted voices aching helplessly Suspending travel, shuttering businesses, Closing schools, libraries, offices, Facing spectacular market crashes; Re-living images of jobless people Lining up at food-banks, charities, Filing claims for unemployment benefits. Crushing footage of world powerless, Flashes daily like science-fiction movies-- Mighty nations brought to knees Invaded by a microscopic enemy Way more powerful than any army, Killing populations indiscriminately. Normal has become social distancing, Covering faces in public places, Hugging grandkids on facetime remotely, Saying words of prayer, reassuring-- Sounding the same in every language Regardless of one’s religion or faith As strangers cry for those seeking help In corridors of crowded hospital beds Where bawl of fear spurs echoes of death. Life will be different in a changed world As I think of the future yet unknown, But I feel assured there will be a cure; Force of despair may haunt endlessly Yet, goodwill of hope will remain eternal. In times like these, where I live, I let spring pass-by for visions of summer And sanguine meadows of opulent autumn, Mindful, even when tears stop flowing, Pain of this disease will linger long after. May 6, 2020 Placed 1st: In times like these poetry contest Sponsor: Silent One
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