The intruder creeps in, like a thief in the night
Undetected unless symptoms come to light
Dry cough and aches
Bluish lips and face
Shortness of breath
Pains in the chest
Nearly every nation invaded by coronavirus
Princes and paupers reduced to same status
Some survive.
Some die.
Some alone.
Some at home.
Face-to-face interaction gives way
To social distance and shelter in place
Some deny.
Some cry.
Some stray.
Some pray.
Thank you, grazie, gracious, merci
For responding courageously
Doctors and nurses
Grocery store workers
City bus drivers
Essential providers
Unarmed soldiers for humanity
Left vulnerable by lack of PPE
Some infected.
Some dejected.
Some hope.
Some cope.
Our heroes need us to be heroes too
Defeating COVID-19 depends on what WE do
Give generously
Serve selflessly
Unplug physically
Connect virtually
Delay death for some other day
Choose to save a life today
Author Bio:
Please note that this poem was co-written by a mother and a daughter unable to visit each other because of the coronavirus pandemic.
Evelyn Crawford Rosser, a retired Language Arts teacher, currently resides in Danielsville, Georgia. She has published two novels: Too Late for Tears and Dancing Naked Under Palm Trees. She has kept a journal since childhood. Excerpts from her journal writings have appeared in Life Notes: Writings by Contemporary Black Women; Changes: Readings for Writers; and Celebration: Visions and Voices of the African Diaspora. Her daughter, Felecia Theune, is a Learning Specialist at the University of Miami and more versed in writing papers on conducted sociological research. She is tapping into her inner voice and looking forward to more mother-daughter creative collaborations.
Undetected unless symptoms come to light
Dry cough and aches
Bluish lips and face
Shortness of breath
Pains in the chest
Nearly every nation invaded by coronavirus
Princes and paupers reduced to same status
Some survive.
Some die.
Some alone.
Some at home.
Face-to-face interaction gives way
To social distance and shelter in place
Some deny.
Some cry.
Some stray.
Some pray.
Thank you, grazie, gracious, merci
For responding courageously
Doctors and nurses
Grocery store workers
City bus drivers
Essential providers
Unarmed soldiers for humanity
Left vulnerable by lack of PPE
Some infected.
Some dejected.
Some hope.
Some cope.
Our heroes need us to be heroes too
Defeating COVID-19 depends on what WE do
Give generously
Serve selflessly
Unplug physically
Connect virtually
Delay death for some other day
Choose to save a life today
Author Bio:
Please note that this poem was co-written by a mother and a daughter unable to visit each other because of the coronavirus pandemic.
Evelyn Crawford Rosser, a retired Language Arts teacher, currently resides in Danielsville, Georgia. She has published two novels: Too Late for Tears and Dancing Naked Under Palm Trees. She has kept a journal since childhood. Excerpts from her journal writings have appeared in Life Notes: Writings by Contemporary Black Women; Changes: Readings for Writers; and Celebration: Visions and Voices of the African Diaspora. Her daughter, Felecia Theune, is a Learning Specialist at the University of Miami and more versed in writing papers on conducted sociological research. She is tapping into her inner voice and looking forward to more mother-daughter creative collaborations.
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