Comfort Song in a Time of Peril


Indya Kincannon
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Poem written during the COVID-19 pandemic as part of a "Comfort Song" series.

By Marilyn Kallet

Comfort Song in a Time of Peril

Sleep, little one,
Mama has washed her hands.
Daddy won’t touch his face

Again. We will keep you
From harm
With love and antibacterial

Wipes. We’ll scrub
Everything twice. 
Mommy will keep Daddy happy

With her tongue. Wait,
That’s a different poem!
Mommy will sing you a 

Powerful, germ-free lullaby.
Sleep, little one,
The President is an idiot,

But you will grow up
To be smart,

And by then
There will be a vaccine

And a Democrat.