“Please follow social distancing and keep 6 feet apart”

I swallow deep at the wal-Mart sign I read

Everyone’s anxiety fogs up my glasses

My mask contains a cloud of recycled gases

I was sent to get supplies for our work

I realize society’s view of our worth

On the senate floor they call us essentials

Freely handing out super hero credentials

Throwing us into spandex, colorful costumes

Our willingness just gratefully assumed

Everyone knows what’s essentials are due

But also know it won’t be seen through.

Stay home, zoom call, drink and eat your snacks

Essentials carrying America’s life on their backs