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Watching From Afar, A Poem for New York City

Chris has written poetry for 28 years though he focuses on short fiction. But watch out for the occasional twisted nursery rhyme.

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New York City,

Why you again?

Wasn’t September 11 enough?

We are sitting around your perimeter

Watching.

I want to help you.

I want to save you.

But I am one man,

And if I come,

I will quickly fall.

But that is cowardice.

If I truly cared,

I’d come and do something.

I watch the statistics cross my screen day after day.

Which is only slightly better than watching my favorite Netflix show.

I couldn’t do that.

I can’t live life as usual.

I have dear friends in the hospital now.

It has finally hit home for me.

I am for the common man.

I am for the old man who smoked for too many years.

The virus attacks his weakened lungs.

He is dying.

Blame him.

Go ahead.

Blame him.

I would sit by his bed and hold his hand

If I wasn’t so afraid.

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