Truth

A Plea and a Prayer

Stay at home they said,
Stay safe, stay well.
Stay at home they said,
Hold tight and dwell.

Social distance, they said:
if you have to work
Social distance they said.
Don’t be a jerk!

Stay home, stay safe;
protect fellow beings.
Stay home, stay safe,
Is not what we’re seeing.

Clusters of people
on buses and trains.
Key workers suffering,
stresses and strains.

Construction and flooring,
are not what we need!
Essentials and vitals:
not glamour or greed.

Please stop what you’re doing.
Please heed what’s been said,
Please all support this.
Before we’re all dead.

Reflection of truth

I look tired heΒ says, but means old
A gaze into the rust stained mirror confirms this
Eyes made red with erosion stare back at me
The reflection of another woman, living another life
Skin worn to a light covering, which hangs
From her cheeks, dull and lifeless
An ashen soul emerging through her bones
Threatening to smash the very existence of her being.
She is a stranger, with her greasy hair flecked with chalk
Pinched lips, exhausted from the daily notions of professing wellness
Nails that would claw a man to death yet snap at the very suggestion
A constellation of freckles spread across her nose, strengthening with age
Her sadness reaches out and I press my palm to hers as if we understand each other’s plight
And though we stand together in this moment

It is her eye that allows a tear to form, but not I