Like the sharp needles
upon the cathedral
this virus pierces our world
and draws attention
to what we believe in.
The cross stands proud
reminding us that we are all
being watched over.
Like the arches along
the Juscelino
our faith bounds on
bringing us to a place
where we find
our true meaning,
where we start
and where we will end.
Like Os Calangos
we stand up to this virus
and to the other
troubles in our world
saying we won’t give in,
we will rebuild,
we will survive.
©2020 CBialczak Poetry
Written for Pegman: https://whatpegmansaw.com/blog/
Stine Writing 
Great stuff!
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You found some wonderful images there. Inspiring
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By using the images you found as a metaphor for the COVID 19 crisis, you’ve brought a different slant to Pegman. It’s an interesting one. I shall look forward to reading more of your pieces.
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Thank you! I look forward to the new learning and adventure!
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I like how you drew out the strong lines of the images into the strong emotions of the poem. We will survive this, together!
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Thank you!
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