Continued from Part 1 – 2020 Überanxiety
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Who do you serve?
Who do you serve?
Is it a question of nerve
Or cash in reserve?
A business has clients
To keep self-reliant.
Seek unemployment
Or civil deployment?
“Nous sommes en guerre”
We cannot compare
To stay home, for many
Earning a very pretty penny
More income on assistance
Than from daily persistence;
What is Good Work?
Paid to hide and go shirk
A moral call from the heart;
Or all-called to the hearth?
Human responsibility?
A moral obligation?
Or ethical duty?
Überanxiety
As I go out I say:
It’s out of need,
It’s out of duty,
while out of order,
it’s in demand.
Disinfectant in gloved hand
Procedure, run it back as planned
I think how it is, now clean
So lucky I am having been
At the store the one time
When I could find
Four bottles of disinfectant.
Now having a protectant
For my passengers
And families’ communities:
Not protected but prepared.
Finally to sleep, 2am:
The sacrificial REM
The sacrificial lambda
Waves from watching
A movie not stopping
More real than surrealist
Art, if you’ll call it
Out of order, call it
In, for repair
There’s an air
Of hope and despair.
Action draining,
Not complaining,
Nor recharging,
Just charging, ahead:
No mental capacity
For working tenacity.
Not home nor away,
I think here I should stay.
Any day of depart:
Words of René Descartes
In my shopping cart.
Le menu du jour?
And wine to pour?
For is it serving others and myself,
In keeping wine on the shelf?
“He who hid well, lived well.”
Well, is it serving others and myself,
Essential movement in good health?
“Masked, I advance.” (echo)
One World, Two Axles 