2020 Plague, poetry written by Sheila Henry at Spillwords.com
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2020 Plague

2020 Plague

written by: Sheila Henry

 

Let the green mist
pass over the land,
gliding through like a
deceptive serpent,
claiming in its path
our most vulnerable.

We lock our doors
and stay within,
no lamb’s blood
to mark our homes
as in Exodus 12:13,
but in isolation,
we dig deep
in search of HOPE
for a safe tomorrow.

Our cupboards are stocked
with irrational hoarding
to calm our nerves and
soothe our fears.

And we wait,
we isolate ourselves and wait
and we think “this too shall pass”.
We pray for solutions to end Covid-19
while praying to restore FAITH
to eradicate the fear of it.

When the turbulence passes,
the strong will survive
having immunity to move on.
History will mark itself,
and survivors will witness
the next order of things
in the new world’s plan.

They will recognize
the blueprint designed
with the 2020 plague in mind,
without any limits
to the greed of crows
who wait for the mist to settle.

Sheila Henry

Sheila Henry

OCTOBER 2020 AUTHOR OF THE MONTH at Spillwords Press
On Trinidad, the larger island of The Republic of Trinidad and Tobago is where Sheila was born. After a rewarding childhood, she migrated to the United States in the summer of 1969. Soon thereafter she became a Naturalized Citizen. Though she never took a Poetry class, her passion for poetry compelled her to a prolific self scholarship. Perhaps it is the reason her writing style can best be categorized as Visual Poetry, blending emotion and vision into a poem of color. Sheila resides in New Jersey where she spends her time enjoying her grandchildren and preparing her collection of poetry for publication. Her poems are featured at Spillwords publications.
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