Having seen the monuments dedicated to those who sacrificed their lives, I wonder what it would be like, to see a monument to the dead of this virus. A monument to the survivors, many of whom still suffer.
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Ask
Questions I have for the world around me based on what I’ve seen and experienced.
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Leaves Fall
Leaves fall. Each one starts, a gentle cascade to the earth, carried by the breeze.
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reserve judgement
They say: Don’t judge your beginning or middle, against someone’s end.
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is empathy enough?
Is empathy enough without action?
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silent times
These are silent times.
Quarantine Questions
What will he say when he remembers this time?
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Devastation
What a difference a year makes. I can only watch from afar, the devastation greater than I can fathom. Using numbers doesn’t help me understand the magnitude when it’s ten and one hundred times bigger than my closest reference. And even that I cannot comprehend.
thoughts on ideas, erosion and fluid dynamics
Our dreams flow
as we pour out our hearts,
but it doesn’t go as expected.
The dynamics work against us,
trying to erode our paths,
no matter how we shore
and build up our banks.
where are you?
Where are you,
patriots of old?
Where are your history books
whitewashed with
words of compassion,
apologies for past behaviours
that you now repeat?...
poisonous perspective
I have seen your heart.
Spoken in words and images,
callous memes meant
to support your
selfish attitude,
regardless of the truth.
(cess)pool
Tell me about your pool,
where do you swim?
joy
I've got joy
down in my heart.
Where?
Beneath the rocks and stones,
the thorns
and dry bones.
stand up
When the world comes calling,
stand up.
plastic shards
Alone in the crowd\
I’m used the feeling.
necklace
I don’t fit in.
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