2021/2

once again it’s time

to start a new calendar;

feel that initial joy and motivation

as we cross out

the final 31st of the year,

flip the page and hope that this first of 365

doesn’t smack us violently

across the face.

let us dare to dream

that on the sixth day

there shall be no more storms up on a distant hill,

a tornado fuelled by mad politics, talked about for a week,

soon replaced by an ocean on fire;

Gulf waters eaten by flames, product

of human madness, of greed, of unjustified accidents.

like a twisted social media influencer,

the global death toll from COVID-19 sky rocketed,

millions of lives lost to an enemy

that we will never be able to threaten with wars

or win over with money.

only when we all come together,

when we accept that life is not

what it used to be,

will we put this ghastly chapter behind us.

but among this,

leaders took each other by the hands, swearing

to take action for this planet, promising

to stop the damage

we inflict upon it.

we took to outer space,

feeding our wild imaginations, letting us believe

that we are no more

than specks of energy

in an infinite universe, which is bursting

with life.

yet we still have a long way to go

before any of us set foot

on the red planet.

as the clock strikes 00:00,

let us believe that

numbers have meaning,

that this is a rebirth,

the next phase

in our history.

we only have to reach up and grab

these new opportunities,

new chances;

learn to live now, in the present,

not dwell in the past.