by Scott Petrie
Yazoo City, MS
How fragile life is on the other side
of that window, so close, yet so so far,
untouchable, unattainable, father, son, each holding
a hand up to the glass that separates each from
their loving touch, worlds separated to protect from
the unseeable enemy, the virus. (As was seen on World
News) Later, that glass window was shattered as was that
Dr’s, father’s, son’s home, as it was destroyed by a
tornado. Lucky for them, they all survived, not so
lucky for the over 58,000 left dead, more than the
entire Vietnam War… think about that…
Fathers forever gone, never to be husbands, daddies,
grandpas, mothers unconsolable for the loss of husbands,
children, parents, so, so many of life’s future just
erased. Thousands upon thousands dying alone. None, not one
allowed to hold their loved one’s hand to say I love you or
that final goodbye. The very freedom to be able to mourn
now restricted, such basic freedom taken away forever…
lives captured like that of a prisoner… except yours
is only temporary… mine’s forever…
I am a prisoner for the rest of my living days… if you
call this living. My mom passed away almost 2 years ago
now, 6-7-2018. As a Federal Inmate you don’t get to go see
them and there was no way she could travel the roughly 2,500
miles to see me. She died in a nursing home, alone, by herself,
I could not say, Mom, I love you, nor could I hold her hand and say goodbye
as she left this most cruel and unforgiving world. Just as so many in society
are suffering now over their loved ones passing because of this virus. Know this,
the suffering never ends for those like me, we never have closure, we never
get to visit our loved one’s grave to say goodbye… consider yourselves lucky…
I listen to all the psycho-babble about separation anxiety, depression, loneliness,
fear, that society out there is experiencing and frankly I have to laugh really!!,
it’s only been like 2 months yet they’re predicting “long-term” psychological damage.
oh and especially to the graduates whom cannot have their graduation get-
togethers, oh-my-god life is just so unfair!! Look at the fathers and
mothers in prison nationwide who miss out on their childrens’ special events
like their graduation day. Yeah, I know we all put ourselves here, but is it
any less cruel than what you’re going through now?
Society just got a short, tiny, bitter taste of what it is like to be
held captive! It’s time that glass window is broken, after all, are
we not all human?? Do we not make mistakes?? Let’s stop
shattering lives and start shattering the barriers so that everyone’s life
means something. If you can’t help shatter the glass maybe you can
at least help
open the window.