Something
today:
I
am alive but on shaky ground
And
I know I’m alive
Because
I wake up in the morning
To
colorful charts showing me how many people
In
my city, in my country
And
everywhere else
Are
known
To
have
Died
from something so small
I
can’t zap it with spray
Or
shush it away
Nor
step on it
With
my blue suede boots
Not
even shoot
Or
cut it out of my body like the tumour
That
hid in my throat.
They
insist I can’t kill it with medications (not yet anyway)
Like
the ones that choked the disease
Invading
my breast
With
way too much ease.
And
I know I am still alive because I hear every day,
All
day, what not to do, where not to go,
Who
not to touch
where
not to slouch
How
far I can bend
Where
to walk
In
what direction and style
Down
the supermarket aisle
How
far apart I can drive
From
those who are also still alive
And
just like me
Hoping
to never really know
The
thing they can’t see
Or
crush, or shoot with a bow.
I know
I am alive because
When
I look out the window
On
this shimmering spring day
I
see a red robin
My
neighbors’ fluffy dog Ray
And
I know I am still alive
And I wonder if fighting two cancers
In
two years
May
have been an exercise,
A run-through, a practice
When
drugs coursing
Through
my veins wiped out my white cells
Maybe
going to work with a mask, washing my hands
Till
my skin peeled
Was
my part of a deal
So
I could live
So
I could tell you
It’s
not a drill
That
every battle won
Is
a thrill.
Don’t
be fooled
Each
one is
The
Big
One
Each
Is
worth the effort
As
the prize is waking up
On
a spring day
To
see one more time
The
sun in its shimmering glory
The
red robin
And
a dog called Ray.
Sara Aharon lives in Toronto. She is the proud mother of two adult daughters. These
days she makes her living as a virtual psychologist, and since she has more time
on her hands, she writes about plagues (and other things).
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That is lovely. A wonderful expression of still living in such times. And a great photo!
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