The Quarantine Chronicles, Day 53

DAY 53: Let's just say that you

no, let's say I infected someone

else, I had mild-to-no symptoms

but I was positive for COVID-19, and

unknowingly went out, touched,

inhaled and exhaled, and someone

got the crud from me, I have proof (they 
don't) no doubt -- who would I feel?

would I be wracked with guilt, would

I jump off the balcony like so many

others -- oh wait, nobody's jumped

yet, I could go first -- wait, maybe I

wouldn't feel guilty at all, it's not like

murder in the first degree -- and penance?

can I make it up to the families of

all those whose deaths I caused?

I could go to each survivor and

beg forgiveness -- would I? how

could I make good? here's some

money, I'm really sorry -- all acts

and words useless -- see where

I'm going with this? -- the virus has killed

people of all kinds everywhere, yet

it has also killed guilt and penance --

nothing, nothing, what is left?

no mourning, no one to blame, no

blame, no payment, no consequ-

ences, it's just too 
much, too strong,

everything is 
wiped away,

tsunami-style.