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corona covid19 crisis fearless poetry


A letter to self in times of Corona virus

photo by author

Dear Self,

Doesn’t it bother you
What shall happen next,
When you donn that Hazmat suit
And send them a text? —
A text to your loved ones
that you’re probably on warfront
Attending a woman who bled last night
In a dire attempt to give birth to her child.
Doesn’t it bother you
That if the test results turn out positive,
You’ll be sent farther away
to a place forgettable in its own ways? —
Cold and clammy,
Untouched by sunshine—
Where doctors find their silver lining
And type with a heavy heart, “I’m fine.”
Doesn’t it bother you
That you’ve forgotten the sweet smell—
The sweet smell of home
Entwined with a thread of childhood longings?
Doesn’t it bother you
That you’re coming of age
When people no longer hug each other;
Their smiles hide behind the mask
And eyes convey helplessness?


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