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I felt hope at first
that the socket-wrenching tears
of virus deaths and aching lacks
were birth pains that our lives
were undergoing on our way to
a better communion, one with another. 

But then I remembered us:
a Civil War that created segregation,
a Spanish flu that roared into the selfish Twenties,
a depression scabbed over only by World War. 
Catastrophe doesn’t create nobility of soul. 
Our better natures sneak in
when there’s nothing else going on. 

By Ed Ahern

What are YOUR sincere hopes that the coronavirus pandemic would produce?
Do YOU believe that these hopes will be realized?  Why do you say that?
What is YOUR definition of “Our better natures” that need to sneak in?

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