Pandemic

Chances are, you are going to get it. You may get the dreaded Coronavirus. It will happen to the best of us, despite all of best social distancing, or self isolation, or even quarantining yourself. It may still happen.

We all have the opportunity to take this time to see yourself. Really look inside and see who you are. We are all afraid of dying. But guess what… No one is getting off of this existence alive.

Not even the ones who are doing it all right.
Not the righteous.
Not the rich.
Not the poor,
Not the young,
Not the old can escape this fate.
That is the only thing that is inescapable.

The only thing we can do is live. It has been said that the dash between your birth and death on your obituary is the most important part. So what are you doing in your dash? How are you living?

By distancing in fear?
By shopping in panic?
By stoning the ones who do not follow the masses?
In crying because you are afraid to see?
This world which has turned on itself to be
Not my world.

In my world, we distance to help out the healthcare
We shop not in panic, but relatively cautiously
We offer an understanding that we are not perfect
Not even the ones who are following orders

We can only sit here and accept our fate
And wait for the day that the vaccine is made
And while we are waiting, we offer a thought
On how we can improve only ourselves

For when we all look inside and stop looking out
We will see that all that we are, what we could be but aren’t