Read Poem: Summer day in 2020, by Helene Galek

the physically sick
the emotionally weak
the revolutionary fists
the caregivers
the caretakers
the meditations, exclamations, recriminations, proclamations
no work, some play, Zoom to the rescue.
Where is our right to life?
Where is our liberty and the pursuit of happiness?
Did it fall into a bottomless abyss?
It’s floating..just out of our reach…
fragile wispy dandelions
overblown bubbles
rainbow fractured light
Gracefully ascending out of our reach.
Lushly leafed trees enveloping stone bridges
And the river is reassuringly ebbing and flowing.
The windows of our soul
deeply peering
questioning, smiling, narrowing,
tightly shut.
Will we find what we seek?
John and Paul read the news today, oh boy
It’s a day in the life.

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