Stay Home; Stay Humble

Javon Goard
3 min readMar 31, 2020

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The virality of human immorality is the most concerning.

To bear witness, the most secure among us

to feel just as vulnerable as those human beings

accustomed to hardship is quite intriguing.

To quiver at the unfamiliar and to gasp at life-altering events.

Tell me.

Where have you been?

Golden-laden hands to touch the brittle, battered,

and crumbling surface that of your skin.

Skin ravaged by the unfamiliar.

You thought you were protected.

Those who struggle never thought you were safe,

merely hiding.

Simply seeking shelter behind the safety of your financial security,

but even the smoothest of greenbacks cannot save you from your humanity.

Everyone is vulnerable to the plights of man

and nature has no limits — that is all we understand.

The unfamiliar does not care who you know and what you do

It is only concerned with what you can be turned into,

how you can be morphed,

altered into something taboo.

So, I ask again.

Where have you been?

Even the flesh that creates this piece reflects upon this state of exposure.

My compassion tested while it slowly gnaws at my composure.

I too am prone to not looking back.

I too have not cared for others.

Where have I been?

The American Dream allows one to die selfishly?

Is this the hill to climb and die on so eagerly?

To reach the top too simply die alone,

regardless of the people left behind

to pick up the pieces of your so-called pride.

For those of us still roaming in this realm let us pause and think.

What good does it do to hoard objects for sanitization,

and yet your morality is the dirtiest thing about you — contamination.

Many are flattening the curve,

while many are flattening their hearts.

It does not care if you’re black or white bleeding red and blue.

It will destroy cells and replicate itself inside of you.

So, I ask once again.

Where have we been?

Perhaps more apt to ask,

Who do we become now?

I’m sure such a question has been asked before,

but this moment feels different.

It is different.

You are probably scared

and I am too.

But if you look out for me,

then I’ll look out for you.

Stay home.

Stay safe.

Stay clean.

Stay humble.

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Javon Goard
Javon Goard

Written by Javon Goard

I am a poet. I am a games researcher. I am a roller skater.

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