Afar But Affected

I stayed in bed this morning,

pulled the covers high

and hid

Clouds cast shadows on the day

In Paris, gunshots

pierce fragile frames of loved ones,

grenades toss calamity,

blood spatters,

instantaneous fear spreads like Ebola,

dilated pupils stare at the impossible,

sirens squeal

uniforms spring out of the darkness

to swarm the streets

intending to imply control

amid chaos

This new era

of terror erupts

anywhere crowds gather.

Are we not meant to socialize any longer?

Yes, I hide

Turn off the T.V. and radio

and huddle in my bubble of silent peace.


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