“For the overworked, recognition
For the jobless, hope”
Raging through communities
A small, microscopic being
Sends full-grown humans into hiding –
What power it holds
Something we must control
Controlling us
We are overworked
Overtired, overburdened
Underpaid
Jobless, helpless, foodless
Doubtful
Lucky families like mine
View lockdown as an adventure
We say we see when we don’t
Our nation divided
But look closer:
For the overworked, recognition
For the jobless, hope
For the lucky, gratitude
For everyone
Solidarity.
Separate, together.
Step into another’s shoes
Even if the shoes seem too small.
Perhaps the distance that keeps us apart
Will finally unite us.