If We All... At Least by N.J. Saroff

If We All... At Least

If we all die tomorrow

At least we got to hear that song

One last time

And cry about the rhymes

If we all die tomorrow

At least we knew the love of today

Even if we die that won’t fade away

If we all die tomorrow

At least this pain will be over

The world can heal

Grow fresh grass and clover

If we all die tomorrow

At least the hate will be gone

There will be no opinions to prove wrong

If we all die tomorrow

At least there will be no paying it back

Like that speeding ticket,

You couldn’t, because of money you lack

If we all die tomorrow

At least we saw the flowers bloom

Before we had to welcome doom

If we all die tomorrow

At least we will know the comfort of a hug

Drink tea out of our favorite mug

Our child’s hand giving our sweater a tug

Maybe it will be okay

If we all die tomorrow

Because

At least today we got to live

N. J. Saroff (they/them) is a published poet and playwright who was studying to be a dramaturg at the community college of Baltimore County. They took in person classes, and due to a visual impairment known as Convergence Insufficiency may not be able to continue with their course study online. They were also stage managing a play with Truepenny Collective called Close Your Eyes and Sleep by AJ Clauss that was supposed to open March 20th 2020 but has since been postponed till July 2020. They also were a tutor of Hebrew at a local synagogue. They were born in Texas but have lived most of their life in Maryland. If they weren't socially isolating, they would probably hug someone (a friend, any friend would do), and they would probably not appreciate that hug as much as they currently do at this very moment.

Their poetry Instagram is n.j.saroff, and their other Instagram is weirdo_who_writes.