A Poet’s Prayer in a Pandemic
A rhyme in 14 lines
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1 min readMar 12, 2020
Where are you, Muse,
that you forget, so far,
to sing of that
which makes you what you are?
What plagues you, Muse,
that when I’m nature’s prey
you push away
Love even one more day?
Return, neglectful Muse,
& resurrect
the passion that connects us—
humankind —
so no one in my time may yet forget
the power of a Love-infected mind
