As We Approach a Covid Death for Every Minute of the Year

 (FOR THOSE WHO REMEMBER "SEASONS OF LOVE" FROM "RENT')

525,600 victims
525,600 endings to life

525,600 victims

How do we measure such unending strife?

In sirens?

In heartbreak?

In teardrops?

In isolation?

In graveyards, in darkness, in husbands and wives?

525,600 victims

How do you honor the end of a life?

Daughters and sons

Daughters and sons

Now they're all gone 

Now that they're done 

Daughters and sons

525,600 victims 

525,600 endings to life 

525,600 victims

How do we say goodbye to each one?

In words they never heard or in dreams that have died?

In rainbows, in flowers, in times that we cried?

Remember each day

Recall each setting sun

The love they once knew

Now that they're gone

525,600 victims

525,600 journies through life