By Nnimmo Bassey 

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

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

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Caption:  A view down a deserted Long Street, Cape Town during the COVID 19 lockdown in April 2020

Credit: Discott