Humans are
more fragile than
we want to be.
The thought of our
mortality pressing
down on us
is too much,
especially
when it’s
invisible
to our naked eye.
We were scared
for a while
and followed
the rules,
sheltering in place,
quarantining,
washing our hands,
but grew
impatient
and indignant
like grounded
children.
So now
we rebel.
We decide
we’re invincible.
This can’t touch us.
At least the majority
of us jump head first
to this conclusion,
so the rest have
no choice
as we are
dragged along.
There are
infinite ways
to think about
something,
but we usually
latch on to the
one most familiar;
the one that
makes us happiest.
Instant gratification
seems to be the
overall favorite.
So, onward we go
down the path of
normalcy
with squared
shoulders
and set jaws
daring this virus
to be a real threat.