Striving

Should I remain still, perfectly still,

should I breathe shallow and easy,

I believe even death for the moment

will ignore me. News media shall go

unheard, and all tragedies will be

ignored. Pandamonium will abate

and hold its fate in abeyance for a

time. Words and their meaning will

be unlearned should I remain silent

with the enless sound of nothing

flowing through my mind. This is

not the reality of life, some will

contend, this is not the hope of new

beginnings, but a harbinger of the

end. The color blue, the word renew

need us to call them out by name

should you and I remain. I shall

then take a deep breath and begin

where I left off all over again. My

fingers and toes know, and once

again wiggle me alive.

Chris Hanch 9-9-19