Hope, Poems

POEM: COVID 19 War Zone, No April Fools Day!

7.8 Billion People

And here I am feeling special

here I am not wanting to die

knowing I could due to

health and age predispositions

 

ONE

of many, too many

who don’t want to be the

ONE

 

7.8 Billion People

Conspiracy theories racing in our heads.

It feels like eugenics again

I finally wanted to live

And here I am facing death again

I am no stranger to that 

ONE

 

They already

tried to exterminate me

and failed

Now I am 100% for life 

Oh, the irony of that

ONE

 

7.8 Billion People.

So many dying now in the United States

and everywhere on this painful planet.

It is a war zone

as

ONE

 

To live and die

not two things like we were

all wrongly taught

but ONE

To become

ONE

 

But hoping to live

so I can continue

to selflessly

change your world

for it still doesn’t feel like

my world

Yet

I have so much work to do

 

I was told

GOOD WINS

and

evil always loses

My

ONE

and only hope I share with you today

among all this sorrow, death

and

loss of so much

human life.

 

Here I sit writing to you

as

ONE

of 7.8 Billion

And if you are reading this

you are 

ONE

Yet, no

ONE

is

that special

we all die.

It is the

ONE

thing

that happens to

all of us 

7.8 Billion people

 

By Mx. Anunnaki Ray Marquez 

April 1, 2020

 

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February 2020

~.V.~

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