Year 2020 Pandemic Poem by Joe Sadeghloo

Year 2020 Pandemic



The whole thing is so surreal!
You woke up with a big chill, sweating, shaking, metamorphosed!
You had a dream, a bad dream, a nightmare!
You had visited the Armageddon on a cardboard horseback
with a long cardboard sword in one hand and a cardboard shield in the other
You were witnessing the last battle, the bloodiest of them all
Between the forces of good and the forces of evil!
You were screaming!
You had never felt so powerless, so handicapped, so frightened!
You'll never get out of this solitary confinement, this Hell on Earth!

Will you ever wake up? !
Will you ever be given another chance to appreciate life? !
Will you ever be given another chance to be a good human being? !
Will you ever be given another chance to stop making bombs? !
Will you ever be given another chance to stop wars? !
Will you ever be given another chance to stop killing and be killed,
filling up cemeteries? !
Will you ever be given another chance to say what you mean and
Mean what you say, when you say, " Peace on Earth? !

Joe Sadeghloo.

Saturday, March 21, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: peace
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