Fight
We moil along, at work or school,
In factories and on farms,
In homes and also on the road,
Calmly or with some alarm.
Our peace is being shattered,
Our isolation pierced,
By tiny little viruses,
Whose results are fierce.
Yet our minds can calm us,
And keep us in repose,
And maybe even strengthen,
When these evils we oppose.
Anne Selleck
Copyright 2020
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