Weeping

Early this morning I woke from my sleeping
The damp of my cheeks let me know I'd been weeping
Wide awake now, I can't get back to sleep
I sit on the bed and continue to weep
I weep for the aged and those who're infirm
I weep for the children no longer able to learn
I weep for the doctors, the nurses and such
I weep for a world denied the comfort of touch
I'm up and I'm dressed and having my coffee
I sit down and turn on some news
I watch for a minute to see how they spin it
I turn it off now I'm crying the blues
I weep for the stranded, desperate to get home
And those who're not only dying but dying alone
Those with no respirator who can't catch a breath
And those for whom triage has chosen for Death
It's lunchtime now and I better eat something
I'll cook the food my son left on the stairs
My wife the RN is now living at work
I'm here with my dogs, but alone with my cares
I weep for the families from whom a loved one was torn
I weep for the young and those yet to me born
I weep for New Yorkers who urgently asked
But now doctors are dying for the want of a mask
God damn it I wish I could stop all the crying
But they're pitching tents in the park to house all the dying
Its suppertime now but who feels like eating
With humanity taking such a bloody ass beating
I weep for our people whose leaders are senseless
I weep for the poor, the weak, the defenseless
I weep for those taken and those who are spared
I weep for the lonely and those who are scared
It's late at night and I take to my bed
I scruff up the pillow under my head
But my eyes defy me and continue to weep
As I strive for the silence and the darkness of sleep

                                  Neil Devore