2020

2020 One in the afternoon and Night has fallen Ashes rain down like snow And our world is different Wildfires sixty miles away Fill the sky with dark smoke And the streets of our town Yearn for its people to feel safe Yet there is no way to feel safe A plague ravages the country A president ravages the peace We wear masks to engage In any social discourse and Fires destroy our mountainsides Masks that we mocked in China When their air was so polluted That was the only way to breathe Now anyone with any sense Doesn’t venture out into the world Without a mask to filter the air Now we hope that wearing a mask Will help us to make it through Plague and wildfire smoke without Destroying our lungs and other Vital organs that are assaulted Simply by being outdoors in Rocky mountain atmosphere Where clean air free of particulates Were our birthright and the sun Didn’t have to hide in early afternoon