Not me

Not me

I wish I had more compassion

for what you’re going through

The genes that make you willing

to say “I wish that it were me.”

but I sit here in the dark

thanking God that it’s not me.

this just makes me afraid.

like death is contagious


my children are safe

and sleeping through the night

they’ll wake and go to school

not lie in the morgue.

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