A Call of Hope
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Before I wasn't scared.

A Call of Hope

Before COVID-19, I was not scared of the outside, not scared that the next of my days maybe just staying inside.

Before COVID-19, I was not scared of the outside, not scared that the next of my days maybe just staying inside. Before, I was happy to hang out with friends and borrow books and use other people's pencils in class. Before I wasn't scared.

Now I wake up every morning knowing each day the curve didn't flatten. I'm stuck inside.

Now I wake up every morning knowing each day the curve didn't flatten. I'm stuck inside. Now I see so many of my classmates look at the feeling of being trapped as inspiration, I look at it as a demolition of opportunity.

After all there are only so many books you can read, so much food you can make, so much music you can listen to, only so much Netflix you can watch, and so much math you can learn.

It all seems so terrible, and I glance outside, somewhere I have not been for days. I never thought I would miss the sun on my face, the trees swaying in the breeze or breathing fresh air.

It all seems so terrible, and I glance outside, somewhere I have not been for days. I never thought I would miss the sun on my face, the trees swaying in the breeze or breathing fresh air. I never thought I would miss a racket in my hands and a ball at my feet. I never thought I would miss school.

Now I yearn day and night for something I cannot have, like I did in school.

Now I yearn day and night for something I cannot have, like I did in school. I started to meditate and clear my mind, pretend I was in paradise, but you can never pretend experience. Then I didn't focus on myself anymore.

I thought of all the people who were suffering because they will no longer have a home to go to, no longer have a future to live up to.

They will no longer have the need to do anything, for all is lost anyways. They are suffering because they know the inevitable.

Yet here I am, sitting in a comfy bed, why was it me and not them instead?

After COVID-19 I will feel much safer, but will not know whether to hug my changed friends or to stay away, whether to indulge myself in studies or to keep them at bay.

Technology will develop, societies will change. Economy will fall but the grass will not grow, the birds will not sing, and the water will not flow.

Technology will develop, societies will change. Economy will fall but the grass will not grow, the birds will not sing, and the water will not flow. Unless someone is out there listening, working and changing to a call of hope.

I say thank you for the virus, I have been given a tight slap. My eyes have been peeled open, have yours?

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