My Uncle sent an Email Stating he was doing well Trying to stay safe and calm Staying home, the irony him being a survivor Of Vietnam So light heartedly but but seriously too The following is my response I’ll share with you
Glad to know that you are still among the livin And o biding by the rules you were given Meanwhile I’m on the front line, the lucky one In the game of Chess the sacrificial pawn A lowlife wheelchair van driver Donning PPE striving to be a survivor As the sights are straight from the movie screen Living in a live apocalyptic disaster scene Arriving at a make shift care facility Where the fiction becomes the reality Watching as people decontaminate each other And my PT’S panic in one form or another With the Police waiting in force Just in case something goes off course We were bright and early eight AM today Lined up in a convoy and on our way Moving PT’S to an abandoned hotel A place just the fire removed, just short of Hell With no words for we had no supplement A sight we could not record or document We decontaminated our trucks in the rear We removed all of our protective gear And we repeated this throughout the day But I took a moment to bow and pray For I now have visions I will forever keep Hopefully I will manage to get some sleep And tomorrow I hope for something new But fear the same will be what holds true So now I must rest my head And cover myself in my bed The alarm will sound all too soon I know And again out of my door I will go So say a prayer and wish me luck Signing off now, love, your nephew Chuck So please don’t be one of nonchalance And I hope you liked my Email response