Suddenly

We are not solitary creatures, most of us.
(Could we have language if we were?)
We do not like to be alone too often
Or for very long. We congregate, like
Dogs and cattle, pressing close together,
Laughing, touching, talking all at once,
And we draw strength from that. No one
As one can feel such joy as one of thousands
Watching their team triumph in a stadium.
No one can dance alone with so much vigor
And delight as those inside a discotheque,
Nor can one summon so much fury in his
Home as in a mob...
But now we cannot congregate. To some
Extent, we can't be human. What will we
Become instead? In time, I guess we'll know.



Poetry by Lawrence Beck The PoetBay support member heart!
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Written on 2020-04-30 at 23:27

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