so in the year 2020,
‘Rona entered our lives.
with her origins in China,
she quickly made her way
into all corners of the world.
she preferably travels by air,
preferably in the chilly and humid kind.
she likes her human hosts alive and lively
and discriminates not
along any other categories.
she roams our streets and homes
and settles wherever we gather.
the consequences of her arrival, well,
sometimes she stays only for a short while
and remains virtually invisible.
sometimes she brings presents in the form
of symptoms and, at times,
and sometimes, she takes someone with her
either straight into the grave
or with a detour through the ICU.
in order to save ourselves and others
and protect our public health care workers
and those in city government
and, eventually, get rid of her, well,
we either stay isolated.
she’ll die down slowly then.
or science advances quickly
and provides a vaccine
and public admin makes sure
it gets distributed sensibly.
or we ignore all preventive measures
and take the risk.
but the consequence of that
goes straight into the heart of human fear:
that life may be shorter than we planned
and that this truth might hit
those closest and dearest to us.
regardless of the occurrences in our lives,
it’s time to hunker down
and do what we can
without going broke or insane or dead
and fight for a larger good
that all will benefit from.
and what that means
is negotiable and subjective,
according to people,
and non-negotiably objective,
according to science.
but while we discuss
back and forth
it all takes it course