We are pleased to present the winner of Speakeasy’s very first writing challenge! We asked participants to write a short or poem about what the world looks like five years after the pandemic and Julia’s was far and away the best piece we received.
To be free means to live in a world in which we as individuals are free to soar,
Are free to explore
Are free to open any door,
The opposite of free is trapped,
To feel as though the entire world is backed,
Being blocked off from in person human interaction,
Being blocked off from family gathering in action.
No travel, no non-essential shopping, or amusement parks
No eating in restaurants, no in person classes or an obvious way to leave our marks.
Five years down the road, all feel free,
Free as a fuzzy honey bee,
The honey bee aids in vegetation, aids in survival.
One sting it dies, but this event was eventually said to meet its arrival.
We’re honey bees, contribute much more than is noticed.
Busy they tell us to keep, it’s in our names, yet this thought is rather bogued
Busy we shall keep,
That only history allows to repeat.
The pandemic has its limitations,
They do however allow life to meet our expectations.
We may feel stuck in one place,
That just allows us to change our pace.
Families spend more time together, material possessions have less of a worth,
More rest is taken, fulfillment is found as God sent us this pandemic to show us the true reason of our birth.
We exist for the connections, to not feel separate, feel lone.
For five years from now for time to go swell and not be time in reverse, we must follow God’s message, not moan or groan.
For the next five years will be full of true freedom and greatness once we stop the meaning of the word alone.