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Is This The End?

Is this the end?
Or beginning of the end.

There’s an empty row,
Continuous death toll,
And unceasing tear flow.

Who knows the date?
What’s our fate?

Countless in the tomb,
Many in the womb.

If all should fold,
What will the young behold?

The ones who can’t call their name?
Who needs their parents to be tamed?

To the poor?
Who has nothing in store?

Listen as thy prophets weep,
Look as the dead sleep,
From pain,
They couldn’t restrain.

Uninstall this virus in 2020,
Install Grace and Mercy till infinity.

We pray for redemption,
Not continuous isolation.

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