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Daily Poem #1: Pathogen

A pandemic; passed from one to another
A calamity
A mishap
A fluke
But nevertheless, a catastrophic blow to all the ends of the Earth
Spreads almost liquid-like with power of poison
Uprooting routine
Tearing families apart

But bringing them together all the while
Unison; the warmth of family
It takes a viral terror to bring families together.

While left is right
And right seems wrong
A lack of throng

A warm hand, holding everything together
A cool breath of reassurance
Divinity is everywhere, yet it is most apparent during confusion and strife

Courage from above
Living in fear abolishes peace

Smear the paint of calm swiftly
Ring the bell
Fly a flag of reconciliation

-Trevor :)

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  1. Bags of Hope, ClaraApril 1, 2020 at 7:26 PM

    Wow, Trevor, I love it!! This is really cool!! My favorite lines are the last stanza. Nice work.

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