Allison Co: “Untitled”

ALLISON CO

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Day to day we tend to our affairs, Strolling towards fulfillment, We reveal our voice.

We start the day with the cold air, I hear the quiet whisper of the wind, I listen to the bombastic waves thunder, And the harbor bell sing.

We open our computers, We see the dull faces of our acquaintances, We listen to our teachers, We unmute to speak.

When my eyes meet the screen, I stare, the big red exit button a click away, I listen, the educator describes the assignment, I learn, the mind pays attention.

We use to roam the halls, Stare at the white boards, Listen to the lecture, Engage in the Labs.

We use to pursue activities, She shot the basketball, He hit the baseball, They played their instruments.

When will those days come back to us, When will these days end?

Winter comes, the vaccine arrives. Will the nightmare end, or begin.

Will we celebrate, with joyous cheer, Or mourn in deep sorrow?

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During this time of crises, Some toil away, Some hide under rocks, Some overindulge, Some resist.

We lie here now, Unable to thrive in the life we used to call normal.

We don’t get to see what happens in the future, but many things can stay the same. Your competitive streak, The love you share, Your determination and ambition.

At the end of the day, I hear the quiet whisper of the wind, I listen to the bombastic waves thunder, And the harbor bell sing.

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