P.D.A., Class of 2022

Realization Poem

I am telling you this, we need to stop

It's safe to breathe the same air

Until it's not.

Its something so rare

In a room with more than ten

Standing close, less than two

We start asking when?

When will we go out and not be forced to subdue?

This will make history for years to come

Schools have shut down, fear is growing

Jobs are dissolving, people losing their income.

No sense of direction, no one knows where they're going

The realizations of the present is striking the world

We will overcome by helping one another

Soon the pandemic will be unfurled

And as always the world will recover

It will take more than one, never less than a few

Working together may be the only cure

Six feet apart we can still pursue

Unity is the thing that is so pure.

This is a crazy time for us all

Many are even losing hope

Feeling compressed in a high school stall

How exactly do you cope?

Submitted May 20, 2020.