Fear so many deaths
that we forget,
to live our only life.
Hold our breath for so long
that we forget,
it is our turn to breathe.
Blinded by the comfort of the bed
that we forget,
about the monster underneath.
Hate too much
that we forget,
it’s love we need!
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RHAND MCCOY
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1 comment
Powerful poem. This world shouldn’t have place for hate and the pandemic came as a great reminder.