Righteous black mothers
stressing over their King
boys, navigating the Orcas.
I worried about which teachers
my young would have.
We long to go back to New Orleans
immersion in culture and sounds;
a contrast to our cocoon.
Families accept gunshots as night noise,
while I listen for owl sounds.
Weather reports direct my activities.
Cities in focus for who was wrongly
eliminated last night.
The politics being endless, as the
Pandemic raises its ugly scape.
Countries close. The strife continues.
We didn't see 2020 coming.
Never say "well, that's easy -
using 2020 hindsight."
What if everyone tried ?