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This pandemic has us all living in a bad dilemma.
We fight to hold on to the life that God has given us,
trying to remember the past dates as so many lives pass
at a fast rate.

No more excuses about not having time
to contemplate; no more looking past the little things
we take for granted and throw away.

A handshake
is a distant place and a smile can fill up a large space.

A mask is now our face and only the eyes of a stranger
can tell you how they feel today.

A moment suspends
us in this time and space. The world’s fate, the world pains
and itches. Let us give thanks, let us pray for another way.

The air we breathe, together we believe, together we need
the faith and love that’s as strong as a mustard seed.
We all have a part.

A mask symbolizes our art, colored
and decorated; this is nothing we anticipated. Streets
are vacated.

The stimulus is a means to vindicate
the sins of a crooked government that has left us all
frustrated. The Capitol overtaken by Caucasian demons-trators while minorities get castrated. The futile American way.

This is what the white man say: make America great, but
America is hate. Staring in the mirror at its own face, a thief
in the night, reminds us all that America will always be white.

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Desmond Williams is a writer incarcerated in Michigan.