Let it not be said

Let it not be said

Let it not be said that it dawns in the twilight
the mind wrapped in absurd wanderings
and the heart weakened by restless nights
without wanting to beat again with ancient verve.
 
 Let it not be said that  being in quarantine
laziness has sat in the living room of our house
and we share like with an   old companion
and without a thought allow the weeds to abound.

Let it not be said that the imposed social distance
is to cast looks of absolute mistrust
and that it is prudence not to  hug
only that we have become sullen of bad upbringing.

Let  it not be said  that our neighbor is a stranger
that no longer even looks out on the us
and go back to the old manner  of looking away
and grumble low and remain careless and oblivious.

Let it not be said that having to be masked
our looks cannot be loaded with tenderness
or in noble gesture respond with grace
and help the quest of others for love and help

Let it not be said that because the church is closed
we cannot make our house a sacred temple
and classroom, and a warm villa of our home
that can be called global in faith and hope.
 
 Let it not be said that we are not unhappy
for not having a job and living on everything scarce
but for not being able to run anxiously side by side
to tell everyone  that we learned to be a lot
                                                                    (more human.


August 22.2020