The 60th Barrier
Family pulls apart each day
without their touch I’ve lost my way
The anger builds along with fear
so much is lost with no one near
Breath blows back on my covered face
I scrub to remove every trace
Human contact, there will be none
distant memory – having fun
Is degradation your desire?
Others gather while we retire
Masks, your barrier from the crone
she’s left to live this time alone
About the Artist
Anonymous, Chester County
Published: August 10, 2020