Quarantine Contemplations

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An "unseen enemy" has attacked.
We have been instructed to stay home;
Only going out for necessities,
Self-distancing and wearing a mask.
I am "elderly" and in the high-risk group.
But I had little to do to be in compliance.
I spend most of my days in solitude,
So what is different?
I wear a mask when I go out.
But what has really changed is that others
Who had no idea what it was like to live in my world
Are forced to experience it.
That does not bring me joy or comfort
As I know the pain and never cared to share it.
If the ears of the public were opened, collectively,
I would tell them to listen to the silence
And see and feel the beauty.
If there is no beauty there, then seek a solution
That will not harm yourself or others.
Sometimes in the stillness,
When all is quiet but a sad melody in the mind,
I drift to a place far away, and dream of peace--
Before the pandemic. And I am content.

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