Tuesday, June 30, 2020

Guilt and the Sickness

RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES



Guilt and the Sickness

Like a gentle breeze in the silent night
It comes to steal your life
We have been cautious
We have kept our distance
We have covered our faces
Avoided gatherings
Yet questions haunt me
For there are times
I might have slipped
Times I might have allowed
Someone to come too close
Or stay too long
Or share too much air
We are all human after all
And yet I am certain
We have been far more careful
Than nearly everyone we know
It does not seem fair
That we should be haunted
By guilt as well as the sickness
itself

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