Speak

Masked by fear
in isolation our words
further disappear.
Hiding from an enemy
we cannot see
pondering what to believe.
Seeking peace of mind
searching to find a heart
that is benign.

Out on the streets
as the car zipped by
in a hurry they seem
running for their lives.
In the market, no one speaks
moving, picking all just standing
on their feet.
I had a question
and asked I did
in hesitation,
this human broke
and her words began to sing.

Checking out, another voice I heard
as in gratitude, thank you I splurged.
Through the doors I went
to see my two humans
from their birth.

Opening the door
my heart extended its embrace
and gave the assurance
that it was safe.
They both filled with joy
pulled me upward the more.
Like many a times I had to go
but leaving a piece and carrying more.

For a friend in need
in exchange the voice
as we spoke of the fear.

Off again to my den
to be locked away like everyone else
only but in further isolation
seeking to find some consolation.
Some with their company of beings
there conversations to receive
I behind the doors alone
like thieves taking away the voices
in the store.

Then I remembered I needed gas
and stopped to for a fill
stepping into the cage
and behind the glass
a welcoming smile.
I paid then spoke
as a welcome message
of it is a beautiful day.

There are days when it is hard
and the search for a heart that is benign
the voices the beacon in the distance
the hello, and conversation, missing.
So, I get up and remind myself
it is a good day to have a good day
for it is the day the Lord has made.
Seven human beings, one day
speak your words for you are human too.

O. Stephen Peart. 2020 © All rights reserved

 

About this Poem
Having been indoors for a couple days, the author needed to get some grocery items. It was an opportunity to get a sense of what was happening out there and to see others.  As much as the call for physical distancing, the striking piece at the end of the journey was that the author was able to speak to six human beings.  Who is then was the seventh? Is it you? Seven Human Beings is part of the Speak Life Series. A production of Released Expressions.

5 thoughts on “Seven Human Beings

  1. Quite interesting. Opportunities to go outside now seem privileged. Your succinct lines make the situation palpable. I expect reading another piece soon.

    1. Thank you so much sir Sean. You always have a way with words. There is another piece I am working on. Waiting for the right time to share it. Feel free to read through the Blog. Thank you so much for stopping by and being the 7th Human Being. #1T518

    2. It sure is. Today I had the opportunity to connect with 8 human beings. One was my neighbor after coming from a walk. At least we could while maintaining physical distance we could socially connect. Today I was inspired by the enemy I can’t see.

  2. Very insightful description of our reality with a confident hope at the end. I miss the point of the last two lines.

    1. Thanks for sharing. The 7th person was the author. The story was told of 6 human beings. The 7th is you and me. In the context of the piece, the author is the 7th. In the context of the reader the 7th is you. Your response represents one human being reaching out to another human being. Thank you for sharing. I am thankful for you.

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