01/11/2020 - Poem a Day
I listen to those people
Who bemoan the fact
They haven’t seen their family
In months and months and months
Because of a global pandemic
And I am jealous of them
Having someone to miss
When my family are so disparate
And have been for so long
That missing them is nothing new
And I feel no pull to see them
Like other people seem to do.
I listen to those people
Who can’t be without
Being in the same physical location
As their family members
For a few short months
Just because they’ve been told
They can’t cross a border
Even though they haven’t
Crossed the same border
In any of the many months prior
And I don’t understand
What’s changed so much.
I listen to those people
Who would rush to see
The family they love
With all their hearts
Despite the risk it poses
To not only themselves
But to the ones they love
By passing on a virus
They don’t even know they have
All for the sake of seeing
Their family in the flesh
Instead of on a video call.
I listen to those people
And I wonder what it’s like
To have that sort of connection
With family members living far afield
When I don’t even feel compelled
To leave the house most days
Except to go to work
Because it pays the bills
And puts food on the table,
Yet others can’t wait
To set foot out the door
And see other people.
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