I’m everywhere in no time
Floating on memories of strained futures
Aloft on lofty hopes
Sliding on rugged dreams in truncated nights

I see the invisible
I hear the inaudible
I feel the intangible

Ears on the ground we tremble
At the departing footsteps of
Departed elders at marketplaces

I see the invisible
I hear the inaudible
I feel the intangible

Eyes on the past we see the future
Cluttered by discarded viruses and their angry relatives
Hands glued to our sides social distances narrow to a kilometer apart

I see the invisible
I hear the inaudible
I feel the intangible

We have never been closer now we are apart
Finally nature’s tiny beings shake sleep away
We are relatives and can have a good day
If we don’t scoff and cough in each other’s face

Nnimmo Bassey – Read by a young girl in Comoros Islands
19 March 2020