Pandemic

By Flora Lucero

Strange and all consuming
Both known and unknown igniting fires of insanity
The air we breathe, the air we share, may carry an unseen enemy
But then again
                 Maybe not
How can we know for sure?
Breath of fire escaping mouths and noses
Trojan droplets hosting the enemy’s ride mid-air
This war cannot be won with bullets and guns
Only community will stop this one
I mask up for you 
And you mask up for me
This foe will be vanquished from our midst
With care for one another’s well-being