A deadly virus does all of humanity scare
and in all of this I do really for you care
where life is now in an awful kind of state
and to stop the virus seems far too late
where particles of it hang in the air
but outside it's almost a new spring
and in joy doves and weavers sing
where of the love of God I am aware
and in all of this I do really for you care.
[Poet's note: The seasons in the Southern Hemisphere of the earth are opposite to those in the Northern Hemisphere.]
© Gert Strydom
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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where of the love of God I am aware and in all of this I do really for you care.....written beautifully