The Second Year of Barely Breathing

The Second Year of Barely Breathing David J Walker When can we breathe again exhaling the dust Of a long-lost day Safe from the safe distance Look them in the eye and pray a prayer Of resistance to the unknown God of goodbye Our Father If we ever get to sit together again hear our prayers of common fears A faceless family of mannequins Dropped in for a taste of pain A faithful student of mandolin music Dropped in from a soaking rain Our Father If we ever Leave the house again hear our prayers of preservation from a death we did not plan