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Poem: Pandemic

It’s swept the world with anger —
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Pandemic

The streets were bare — near empty

No one can see the foe

It hovers like a blanket —

And goes where’re we go.

The deaths just keep on climbing —

Although “flattening the curve”

We all have felt its power

Is this what we deserve?

It’s swept the world with anger —

No armies can destroy;

Our soldiers in their scrub suit

Standing ready to deploy!

We shelter in our houses —

Order groceries from the store;

While our heroes work to save us;

Til this virus is no more.

I long to hug my children —

The grandkids and the Great:

How long til I can hold them?

I thank God I have my mate.

This war is like no other —

For the enemy’s unseen!

But it’s stalking every corner;

Causing havoc where it’s been.

The fear, the dread, the anger;

All enfolded in our lives;

But amidst it there’s the caring;

That from all of this derives

One day is like the other —

Seeking jobs to fill the space;

Calling friends and all our family;

Keeping strong by holy Grace!

Businesses are shuttered;

Unless you work from home —

Schools and even churches;

Standing empty — all alone.

All travel has been grounded;

All the ports will turn away —

Any uninvited strangers;

And we battle — and we pray!

Who’d have thought there’d be a virus

That would spread throughout the world?

Taking lives and causing terror;

In the time it has unfurled!

We have to work together;

If we are to win this war.

It spans the world — and therefore;

Unite we must — both near and far.

I have no doubt we’ll triumph —

With casualties galore;

And life as we now know it —

Will somehow be no more.

But out of all the ashes —

We will have learned a lot;

And cherish what’s important;

Giving thanks for what you’ve got.

Carolyn Thompson

Duncan