Pandemic Letter Poem

Dearest descendant, how are you? I’ve been better.

It seems like life is more difficult now than ever,

and I can’t overcome these demands.

I try to catch up with my functioning former self,

but I’m always just out of reach.

I’m tired and frustrated, but most of all I’m angry

at people who say they refuse to live in fear.

I don’t understand this logic because 

isn’t that how our species and others persist?

Fear is what keeps us from poking a slumbering bear

or leaning off the edge of a cliff.

It tells us not to eat unfamiliar foragings 

and avoid pathogen-infested waters.

It’s a mark of evolutionary progress, not weakness.

It’s common sense.

I hope I get the chance to meet you someday.