Thursday, June 18, 2020

Acceleration

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES



Acceleration

The virus finds its mark
Zeroes in
Attacks like a pack of wolves
Spreads like a murder of crows
In flight
Accelerates like a diving bird
Of prey

We thought it would go away
Returned to our ordinary lives
Locked our old folks in their place
Stopped tracking the daily toll
Placed our fate in the hands of god
Rolled the dice and played the game

We are where we are because
We wanted to be free
We are where we are because
We refused to be controlled
By some incomprehensible enemy
Because our leader went to sleep
Dismissed all the guards and
Told us not to worry
Because we are Americans
Always in a hurry

The virus doesn’t care
What we say or what we think
The acceleration is happening
As we stand on the brink


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