Challenge
Challenge of the Month XIII - April
The End. It's over. SARS-CoV-2 is no more. We emerge from our shelters. What do we see? What have we learned? How will we change? Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose. $100 purse to our favorite entry. Outstanding entries will be shared with our publishing partners.
The first good-bye
Let freedom ring, They screamed
As the death Bell, Had stopped calling people home.
Dance rejoice and sing
For we must no longer sit alone.
But as I try to smile in delight
I can't forget the horrid nights
When you were made to die unseen.
Un-mourned, Un-buried,
Un-everything
So much was taken in such a hurry
And now the days aren't filled with worry
But still it hurts
These unsaid goodbyes
So in these pages
I guess, I'll try
Lay my burdens bare and broken
For all of you
Who'd never woken
May you sleep
In the warmest slumbers
For you were more
Than just climbing numbers
You bared the brunt
Of this tragic pain
And in our heart you'll live again
For history
will remember you
For what it's worth...
Grandma-grandpa-sister-brother- friend...
We made it through
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