Do we too quickly Forget those we sudden lost? Do we count our love Easily replaced by one Who comes new into our lives? Do we pray Heaven Has sweet mercy on everyone? Days are short, life brief, Have we given in and up Because change is difficult? Are we listening To the cares others admit? Are souls important, Do we point them to matters Concerning eternity? Do we pray the end Of war, fear, pain, loss, hunger? Maybe we should act – We could become bodies Ministering toward LIFE!
It came to me that the Coronavirus crisis has some parallels to the devastation we felt after September 11th. Not so many were lost on 911, but we came together, forgetting all our divisions. Globally we need to do the same to recover and make the world better than it was before this disaster.
Tonight, I put on the music that came out to raise money for victims of 911. If you have some of those discs or MP3s loaded somewhere, maybe you could give them a listen.
Remember, if we all work together, there is almost nothing the people of the world are unable to accomplish.
We wondered about What happened if the world stopped – Then we began to See into who we could be When all things changed completely. We did not want all The actions taking place here Everywhere in time; Few of us became able To understand life going on. Even so, we persevered Dealing with the changes as If everything was Alright, and we learned we could Come together – separate but as one, To challenge living going on.
I mentioned that the poem, Priceless Heroes, was appearing in about 100,000 copies. There has been some feedback on it, which I think worthwhile to share.
The poem’s idea was to thank and sympathize with those medical personnel who have been on the front line throughout the pandemic.
I am grateful to be recognized for my poem.
I thought this was very special. Sometimes things come together better than expected. You can find the poem on the entry here titled, “Priceless Heroes,” or you can read it in one of the News & Views magazines. I am very grateful for the opportunity to do such work.
Another shift, Will additional hours be required? From the beginning, nurses, doctors – Going short of peaceful sleep. Families wondering when All members will again meet. The coronavirus, cruel As a murderer, random as A violent hurricane. Every day at least one Slips away in isolation From those loved and cherished. Caregivers struggle with guilt, Was enough done? Why this senseless loss? So many battles fought, So little medicine can do, Hoping always for a breakthrough. Willing hearts on fire With love for their fellow man Sacrificing whatever they can To beat a disease consuming People throughout all lands. Loving, like angels, sharing All their being to help those Who continue to need them.