i am
bathing
in the words
of poets
washing away
the ash
of
hate
that
floats
all about
cleansing
my soul
from
this loathing
that
clings
upon
the world’s skin
a pandemic
disease
pervasive
and
rampant
leaving
many dead already
and
more to die
if
we cannot
prevail
and
inoculate ignorance
with
the wisdom
of
words
© poem & illustration, Charles W. Martin