You know who you are.
But no one else does.
A small army of anonymous angels.
For some reason teleworking on behalf of the govm’nt
Your friends barely know what you did
Nor did your family or coworkers.
And it didn’t seem like much,
Dialing strangers from the comfort and safety of your home.
Here is what you did:
One by one, or Three by three.
You weren’t a nurse, or a doctor, or an epidemiologist.
But also not less important.
But also a Bad-Ass.
You didn’t win them all, and
You didn’t lose them all.
Take what counts!
You learned about yourself,
And about your anonymous brothers and sisters.
You fell in love with their voices…
And you might also have gone to therapy.
You will never know the names of the people you saved.
Nor the faces, no thanks you, no ceremonies
No guest spot on CNN.
And minimal notice from your people.
Separated, literally by definition, by several degrees of separation,
From those you helped.
They will never know you either
Or know you exist
Or that you even did a thing for them.
But you did it,
In the year of twenty-twenty, twenty twenty-one.
Don’t ever forget it.
Submitted by Thaddeus Hunt, Sacramento County – Sacramento.