Post covid green

People theorise, give up, hang their coats up with Trump,

I wonder, slap-stunned awake (I say, it all becomes good),

Laughter dissolves into a sad poem about humanity –

And covid, where did they go?stuffed in walls, some plants-

Aesthetics, some people for show,  I stepped out of my house,

Into my breath, the wind,

Lashed at my skin, but roughened my heart, a winter

Blast, twas a good thing. All Nature, a good thing,

An elven green human being to touch within,

Yet, blocked out in covid, we kept apart from our heart,

We stayed indoors: the plants needed reverencing

We gave them nothing, outside bulldozing, wind and rain

Lashing me, a good thing, my hearts in my soul, outside-

Reverencing-green, and if I lost my natural part, post covid

Would I be human being? I’d be lost, I’d be no-being.