To be or not to be… Contained
So many nameless dots in the data
that somebody, somewhere,
reads in a report.
So many nameless dots in the data
each marking the collapse
of someone’s world.
I like to read, roam, ruminate and then write.
So many nameless dots in the data
that somebody, somewhere,
reads in a report.
So many nameless dots in the data
each marking the collapse
of someone’s world.
This lockdown has given us the luxury to stay out of harm’s way.
But, what if, there was no garbage collection during this time?
Or, at any time?
As we cook and clean at home, without food delivery and housemaids, maybe we could learn to be more mindful of these unsung heroes?