Grief and loss most profound
Teeters on shaking ground
Molten rivers of tears
Erupt from latent fears
Mouth silenced by a mask
Pressured to take the vaxx
Division, hatred, strife
Slowly devalues life
Media’s shame and blame
Stokes embers into flames
As depression taunts
Loss of freedom haunts
Our dreams.
I have processed the events of the last two years in writing. I decided on a concise poem rather than the two epic poems I wrote. If you choose to comment, please be polite and kind.
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Heather Hancock - Author, Editor, Ghostwriter 