Will She Give Us Relief

masks a scarf or napkins of cloth 6 feet away a break this week from food and meds even life's true necessities hospitals filled, nurses begging for safety families looking at death far away in their grief what I can forgo are the ever changing incoherent words of the “commander in chief?” the intelligence and concern of the medical world, the scientists, the doctors, the media’s medical journalists there I can find a true unhappy type of relief And finally, finally there is the struggle for breath, the struggle for the heart's beat the human world fights for life as mother earth sends warnings that all is not well and we cannot continue to ignore the balance she creates -- if we do what we must and treat her with respect, perhaps then she will give us some release.