Humanity a Plenty
By James R. Carey, PhD, PT
Beleaguered but not broken
She dons once again
Her foreboding regalia–
pandemic paraphernalia
An unglamorous gown
Hiding human form
Cuffed with gloves
That thwart true touch
A stark dark mask
Warps each word
A full-faced shield
Cheats cheek to cheek
All a collage
that frightens the frail
As they thirst for humanity
amidst their infirmity
But within this abyss
A wondrous gift:
Two gracious green eyes
Peer past the disguise
To offer each patient
humanity a plenty
Eyes widen and wetten
A wrinkle arrives
Behold now how
Their face pinkens and smiles
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