Page 74 - Everyone a Writer Anthology 2021

A Gasp For Air

We fell asleep, and woke up in another,
The world fell apart.
Nobody felt as if they could be free,
Nobody felt as if they could even do anything about it.
The earth was screaming for air,
Not a peep came out.
Even at its darkest shriek,
Nobody could hear.

We went from hugging, listening to every word they had to say
Because you never know how long you'll be able to do this for,
Then that became a reality.
We were forced to stay in the place we spend most,
We felt trapped.
Families drifting,
Families getting sick and tired
Of spending every minute with the people they love.
There was no hope.

We had finally come to a worse version of our fear,
The act of love we do now is staying away from our loved ones,
And when we don't, we use it as a weapon to them.
Staying inside is our main priority,
Not doing makes the earth crumble into ash more.
Wearing masks is a cry for help,
But without them, we would crumble with the earth.
We pray every night that this bitter weather passes,
The weather is always the same.
The places where we could barely see its beauty,
These cries are slowly fading away, Was so clear now.
We’re all getting better. Maybe to clear.
The best part is, Disney has gone “bibba-dee-boppy-a-de-doo”
Nobody has to feel alone. And lost its magic,
We’re all in this together, Just like our hobbies and what we used to love.
Doesn't matter whether you're
On the other side of the country to your other family. We are all here,
Doesn't matter if your not as bad as some others, On Earth,
Because no matter what, For a very good reason.
We're all stuck in this together. We were brought here to be combined as one whole.
A whole heart, a whole world, a whole big family.
I'm so glad I get to at least know
That we're all in this new world together.
This is our new everything.
New normal,
New home.
And no matter how much we hate it,
We have to face this together.
We no longer have to have ‘a gasp for air’.

Isabella Hobson
Woodseats

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