The Ones We Leave Behind

There are those

Who are left behind

Prisoners of a Pandemic

The ones whose homes become

Hell.

They are the broken

And battered

Fear written

On their faces

Everyday fear

Everyday Hell.

They are the

Prisoners of a Pandemic

Broken and bloodied

Home has become

Prison bars

And they are

Afraid

Every waking moment

Wondering

When he or she

Will strike

Cowering

And putting on a

Brave face.

They are the

Broken and beaten

Imprisoned

In a hell

Not of bars,

But of fists.

© Michelle R Kidwell

April.14.2020