I woke up this morning
Tears in my eyes
The dream was so real
But was it a dream?
We are living in a time
Where close physical contact
Can be deadly
A hug… a handshake…
A kiss… could seal your fate.
In my dream
I went away
Traveled to distant lands
But all the while…
my heart ached
Never again was there to be human contact
Never again could I lay my head on shoulders and weep
Never again could I connect in a hug
Never again could I gather with friends and laugh
In my dream
Fear runs the world
Man afraid of man
No matter where I went
It was all the same
How can such a world exist?
How can people continue to exist?
People cry heavy tears
A woman holds her dead child
Children hold their dead parents
Hundreds burned like logs
The apocalypse?
A sinister unseen death hangs over the land
It randomly chooses its next victims
It is uncaring and doesn’t discriminate
Old, young, teens and anyone in between
It has robbed us of our freedoms
How can we live without touch?
How can new love begin?
Babies born that lie in plastic boxes
Not able to feel human touch
Mankind cries silently in their protected spaces
Fear gripping their very souls
I fear we are near the breaking point.
Two Travelin' Chicas... 