The Resistance Poem by anais vionet

The Resistance



*(each stanza is a Haiku) *

We, the resistance,
are here, stationed on our couches
armed with our remotes.

Camouflaged in our
faded PowerPuff pajamas
and fuzzy slippers

We are determined.
Yes, we have evaded contact
and forsaken love.

We few, lay down such
as freedom for honest care
for our fellow man.

Sunday, August 9, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: isolation,resistance,teen,virus
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
This is a CrAzY corona virus world we're "living" in - where we fight by staying home with your TV remote
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anais vionet

anais vionet

Paris, France
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