Corona Virus

Corona Virus For these are terrible times COVID 19, The modern plaque, The tragedy of our lives Medical personnel at the frontlines Armed with rubber gloves and face masks Battling a virus ravaging the town And the world at large Sheltered in place Distancing six feet apart But reaching out by Staying in separate quarters To stop its spread And limit exposure and eventual deaths Caused my the breath Sick and symptomatic With shortness of breath Tightness in the chest Fever Cardiac arrest It lives in the cough, yawn, sneeze And perhaps in the breeze One mustn’t touch one’s face At the least Washing dirt off our hands And subsequently killing germs The birthday song sang twice For 20 seconds Black bodies disproportionately Cold, black and blue and many of the old , wrinkled few Down and journeyed home To a place unknown Groceries and medicine : Meaningful supplies at the corner stores Long lines trying patience Glimmers of hope come with the wave Despite the uncertainty of circumstances Testing our faith We express gratitude for another day Cheers and applause for the heroes of our time Marckincia Jean Free verse 04/09/20