COVID-19 from the Beginning

If Big Bang was the start,
        with no one yet to hear,
        what noise could it impart?
 
A more descriptive name,
        “Commotion Set in Motion.”
‘Tho’ punch it lacks,
        reflects the knacks of
        land, fire, air and ocean.
 
And as the human race
        stays its relentless pace,
wars, plagues, and aches
        are what it takes
to make us slam the brakes.
 
Germ-scare! We dare not wander.
        Subdued, we don’t go out.
A virus loose,
we’re all recluse, thus granted
        time to pout and ponder.
 
No flesh-on-flesh. Don’t touch.
        Six feet apart we keep.
        It isn’t asking much.
Cough into sleeves,
curtail each sneeze,
        lest we go six feet deep.
 
We tithe with sorrow staid
        as tolls in lives are paid.
No planes or cars.
Kiss from afar.
        Repent polluters’ ways.
 
 Yet hope begins to rise
        from mankind’s piteous phase.
As Earth revives,
rebalance thrives:
        clean air, fresh waterways.

If we survive this doom
        to leave our household womb,
as germs abate
at any rate  
        will harsh lifestyles resume?
 
Do inspired laws await?
        Pandemic lessons learned.
        Our species, wisdom earned?
Those who weather this storm
must create a new norm,
        lest survivors repeat this dread fate.
 
May cleared vision remain 20-20,
worth way more than stuff, fame, or   money.
The industrial age
has outlived its rampage.
        Folks resolve not to stray   
        from the balance in play
then the outlook for humans seems sunny.
 
Happy 50th birthday,
Earth Day.