I hate the neighbor’s laughter, especially when it’s late
I hate the growing stack of cups and dirty plates
I hate the extra service fees from GrubHub and Postmates
I hate the fear the news relates, and then regurgitates.
I hate the stars and actors, who swear they’ve got it rough
I hate the way our nurses need to fight for their own stuff
I hate the corpses piled in heaps, they died because of us
I hate the POTUS’ incompetence, did not prepare enough.
I hate the people who still go out, and refuse to wear a mask.
I hate the gloves thrown on the ground, their skulls I want to bash.
But most of all, I hate that we slowed our role, when it was us at stake
It took a fucking virus for Mother Earth to catch a break.
I love the time we have now, to heal these nagging wounds.
I love the books I get to read, while listening to Blues.
I love the meals we eat together, and sharing daily chores
I love the spark and reconnection, of what we had before.
I love the skies without the smog, a deeper hue of blue
I love the smiles of passerby’s, kinship we never knew.
I love the selfless acts of love, that keep us going strong
I love the way we listen now, beyond what’s right or wrong.
I love the animals returning, back to their rightful homes.
I love the Earth’s relief she feels, now that we’re stuck at home.
But most of all, I love that Nature found a way, to solve its human crisis,
for us to see we’d kill ourselves, if left to our own devices.