Another night alone…and yet I’m not
alone…just sharing this pandemic world
with billions…the White House Fascist without
care for the suffering and dying…curled
up in self-absorption while my loving
caregivers…relentless as angels…try
to save the dying…try to save…shoving
their fears aside to save…go ahead…cry…
get it out…My brief walk tonight…the moon
tried to break through that stonewall sky…almost
made it…maybe tomorrow…maybe soon…
next year maybe…we’ll unmask smiles and boast
of our healthy globe…I hear Ella’s soft rhyme…
“someone to watch over me”…that was a time…
Roger Armbrust
September 4, 2020
