4/7/2020 (2:30 pm - 3:47 pm)

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Mortem tangit de domibus et familiis.

Pervenit ad manus nostras cum spindly digitis.

Nos primo pervenire ad tergum, tantum ut opinor, melius est.

Quanto amplius possumus capere nos?


Quam multa dies esse possumus, haesit in hoc infinita loop?


Non possumus tangere, Nos non movere. Nos sunt soli.


Hostis non videri tamen semper est latens.


Latentes in umbras. Iacentem in exspectare nos venire.


Luce diei superest, ut videri nisi per shuttered fenestra.


Oramus, Domine, animas nostras accipere.


Nobis ex hac infinita segregationem.


Nos ad pugnam tamen non stare, ut unum.


Ut a societate, nos diu stare civitatum contra communem hostem.


Tamen, nos dividere.


Coniventibus aedificia et furtum jobs nobis opus populus.


Luctantem supra aquam.


Pugna enim satis pecunia, pascere nostris.


Cum an finem?


Non possumus dicere. Nos mustn non experiri, et coniecto.


Est inutilis, ut opinor, quia est de nostra potestate.


Quid possumus adiuvare?

Maneat, manere humilis, et non recludet.



Death touches out homes and families. 

It reaches for our hands with spindly fingers.

We at first reach back, only to think better of it.

How much longer can we contain ourselves?

How many more days can we be stuck in this endless loop?

We cannot touch, We cannot move. We are alone.

Our enemy cannot be seen yet it is always lurking.

Hiding in the shadows. Lying in wait for us to come.

The light of day remains to be seen except through shuttered windows.

We pray the Lord our souls to take.

To help us from this endless isolation. 

We have to fight yet do not stand as one.

As a society, we long to stand united against our common foe.

Yet still, we divide.

We close our buildings and steal jobs from our working people.

Struggling to stay above water.

Fighting for enough money to feed our children.

When does it end?

We cannot tell. We mustn't try and guess.

It is useless to guess because it is out of our control.

What can we do to help?

Stay inside, stay low, and isolate.




The longer this goes on the more "poetic" it'll end up being. Enjoy!

This is so rough and I'm so sorry!

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