Fears grab at me today
From the hidden crevices of my mind
What if?
Breathe into not knowing
Can you, please?
This tight chest doesn’t suit
I put up the hammock today and
Lay, swinging,
Wondering
At a biplane flying overhead
In an empty sky it flew
Free and detached from all of this
People walked past my window, milling,
Laughing,
Groups!
I tingle with incomprehension
Stay at home!
They activate their privilege and immunity
To the consequences of their actions
While my neighbour struggles to breathe
Through her 40-a-day habit
But she’s self-quarantined and
They are not
So who deserves the hospital bed?
The rage comes out
Oozing from me
Slowly and quietly
So as not to make a fuss
I hold my children tightly
And shield them from their
Privilege
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