Caren Krutsinger Poet Carpe Diem

Dying In Buckets

We are dying in buckets, boats, and buildings.
Dying daily, hourly by two’s and three’s.
I resolve to live today for the rest of us.
Especially if I am one of the last to be taken.
If I do not do this, who will?

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L Milton Hankins August 29, 2021 at 10:19 AM Hmmm...over 700 died in Florida yesterday, and no one hardly seemed to notice. I suspect we are becoming desensitized to dying. Good poem, Caren, thought-provoking. Caren Krutsinger August 29, 2021 at 11:22 PM It is a crazy time Hank. Insanity reigns.