We Have Seen Sad And Strange Days

We have seen sad and strange days That we don't want to think about We have seen somber and sour days That we don't want to talk about Many people died senselessly During the pandemic highs in New York City Minorities, I mean Blacks and Browns Had perished like frowned clowns Who had drowned when the Titanic had sunk People died lonely with collapsed lungs, out Of breath, like cute abandoned cats in the trunk Of a car on a sunny day. Many patients fought With all their might, struggled, suffered and died Sadly, we lost friends, others lost family members Due to the incompetence of the authorities We felt the pain, the worries and the anxieties We wonder who'd be the next survivors Or who wouldn't make it the next day, week Or month. We were very unhappy and weak Morale was obviously low; death was around The corner. It was too early to be in the ground To depart prematurely before our natural time An unnatural death should be considered a crime We wonder who'd have enough strength to press charges Even the Police were dying.People died at different stages We have seen sad and somber days We have seen strange and sour days Thus far, over two hundred thousand innocent souls are gone Many more will die soon if new policies are not implemented Wearing a mask, wash hands and be six feet apart as warranted The deadly pandemic is not over. Be safe. No, it is not done Only fools do not want to follow the strict guidelines set by the CDC Only fools want to try their luck to test the depth of the raging sea. Copyright © September 2020, Hébert Logerie, All rights reserved Hébert Logerie is the author of several books of poetry.