By Bruce Levine
Treading water
In a time of pandemic
Holding hopes and dreams
In a bottle of formaldehyde
Waiting in line
In a duality of action
Focusing on a future
Of the unknown
And uncertain
While paving sidewalks
With quicksand
The new turf of the new normal
Embedded with the hyperbole
Of the ideologues
And the believers
As the landscape of tomorrow
Reveals a golden past
Treading water
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“I wrote this because I had to!” – the writer
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I am glad you wrote this. We all feel like we are treading water these days.
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