¨Walk softly, (and carry a big stick¨)

REINSTATE

(By: Karla Wagener on May 19, 2020 after Facundo sent out a video while driving to his work.)

           ¨This is the way the World ends, 
              not with a bang, but a whimper.¨

                           T.S. Eliot

Reopening…

Not a soul on the road.

No place left whereas to go.

Like a sad song hummed ´cross the highway,

After losses, grief, again on to recovery…

Coulda´ been a fire or nuclear disaster,

As the World kept striving on 
faster and faster.

A hurricane, chemical rain,

Or some great earthquake,

That would so terribly shake,

All the World right out of place.

It was an element so small
it could not be seen,

And it entered oh so imperceptibly.

We let it in,

´guess we asked for it.

Living at full speed.

No accidents now.

We have learned to go real slow.

Like a Crooner´s beat,

´Learned to be real clean and neat.

The danger is still here.
It seems so very much unfair.
Like a Love Song that's gone wrong.
Gotta pick up and go on... and on!