That’s all we can afford to give.
We've been made to feel afraid of each other.
They tell us each day.
be careful and keep away .
Not to touch one another.
I feel like a stranger.
even to the ones I love.
Trapped in a bubble.
caught in a rubber glove.
I used to stand so close.
Now were just passing hello.
In passing hellos.
Distance is ruling us.
each place that we go.
Were not sure what to trust..
Looking for answers.
that only God knows.
But are we praying in passing hellos.
