Holding hands

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Status: Finished  |  Genre: Poetry  |  House: Booksie Classic

A poem about society coping with Corona virus.

If someone said a year ago
the world would be locked tight,
with the Earth and all her children
hidden out of sight,
 
We'd say that they were crazy
as we hold those close beside us,
and laugh out loud in disbelief
at the thought of such a virus.
 
Yet the disease grew legs and raced the world
a war to rage unseen,
it wasn't long before the nations
began fighting Covid-19,
 
There was fear and anxiety
but then stepped out the brave,
some wearing blue uniforms
and all with a duty to save.
 
They charged into the unknown
with just gloves, a mask and smile,
battling unseen monsters
risking their lives all the while.
 
It really begs the question
why people put the NHS at risk?
Because could we have survived
without them at times like this?
 
Health care and retail workers
are finally given recognition,
for the courageous work they've always done
now the world has had to listen.
 
Let's clap for them in the future
when they've protected many hearts,
from breaking across the country
when the healing eventually starts.
 
We'll shake their hand with gratitude
their jobs are not to bargain,
when the Earth and all her children
can hold hands once again,
 
When the Earth and all her children
can hold hands once again.
 
And students throw their graduation caps
as their teachers swell with pride,
and fathers return to their sons
with love and relief inside,
 
when mother returns to daughter
and friend returns to friend,
when the Earth and all her children
can hold hands once again,
 
When the Earth and all her Children
Can hold hands once again.
 
We'll rise from this adversity
as guiding lights linked together,
to shine a ray of hopefulness
to show the night won't last forever
 
the dawn will rise so brightly
and we'll kiss upon the lips,
when we reminisce about the time
we refused an apocalypse!
 
In time we'll see the elders
gather children to tell the tales,
of how people can save the world
when selflessness prevails,
 
And how humans were united
Indiscriminate of gender or race,
to fight the invisible battle
with a socially distanced embrace.
 
They'll speak of capeless heroes
who saved lives every day when,
the Earth and all her children
Could hold hands once again,
 
When the Earth and all her children
Could hold hands once again. 


Submitted: November 14, 2020

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