The World is…


ending?
a global pandemic unfolds before my eyes.
i have been told to lock my doors,
stay inside, and hide.
suddenly, anything I feel outside of the panic
is irrelevant.
regardless, i feel: devastated for the dead.
but also for the seniors in high school -
losing their last year of childhood.
for the 3rd world countries -
torn up like the ruins of a tornado.
for the single parents - unable to work,
and for my generation, anxious and depressed
in this worldwide crisis.
why is this so different?
why should my life be put on hold?
i am selfish in my ways,
unknowing how to love an entire world.
Maybe this is an opportunity,
to grow on a larger scale.
to spread kindness in new ways.
Time to reshape our lives,
our world, and the beauty we dwell in.
To things bigger than us,
we lose control,
but must seek a silver lining.

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