The
sun is rising in the east
What
will this day bring
Taming
of the lonely beast
This
thing we call fear of such we sing.
We
live in a house made not of clay
Told
within them we must stay
Go
out for only the common good
Is
that plainly understood.
This
virus it seems
Does not respect anyone’s dreams
Age
rank or bank account
We
all are vulnerable as the numbers mount.
Faith
in God absolutely yes
Trust
in science and do what's best
Not
an either/or at this time of life
Play
it safe rebuff the strife.
Going to the store
Buy that food
Hoarding not 'cause there'll be more
Living for the common good.
Think
of the old and the young
Those
whose races have just begun
Those
whose time is drawing near
Live life well without much fear.
Later
the sun will set in the west
Praying
for all to find that rest
To
live in that holy space
Defined
by love and sweet sweet grace.
Thanks, Waymon. I enjoy your posts but hadn't figured out how to comment. Just read your poem to Chuck. It reflects many of our current thoughts and feelings. We continue to be grateful for all we have and hopeful for a resolution to this pandemic. I remember how my parents and grandparents lived through the Great Depression.
ReplyDeleteThanks, Anna and Chuck, for your support here on this page. This morning, those words just seemed to slip out, so I wrote them down and did a tad of editing. Yes, we recall those stories of the Great Depression, do we not?! This, too, will pass, but until then, please stay safe!!
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