There is a fire burning in our country
And the blaze is rising high,
As people do what they want to do
Other ones are going to die.
Still, there are counties and cities
Where the virus has not spread.
But already too many are sick and dying
Too many already dead.
Are you a part of the solution,
Or a willful burning flame?
Were your friends so glad to see you
But then later sorry that you came?
Are you out setting fires
That the doctors can’t put out?
Do you consider others,
Or is it just YOU it’s all about?
Will you still be around
When the smoke finally clears from the skies?
But, because you wanted what you wanted,
How many others had to die?
By Karen Rawlings
4-30-20 (updated 11-18-20)
Karen has two other poems on this site, they are very good, you might want to check them out. – Jim McNaughton
