Good News

Good News Bad news worse news, sad news curse news But now a shift, our pens to lift Our minds to gently search and sift For something good for we who choose To find what’s bless-ed in the news Worthy deed then? Plant a seed then. Tell to the world , full flags unfurled All fingers, hearts and toes uncurled That man is good. That man can win That man may sometimes subdue sin Very small things, grandly tall things Were masses fed? Were kind words said? Did your husband make up the bed? Inspiration, your story brings Free full of joy the glad soul sings Those with right fists, left of line fists Feel the power, this is your hour See superb, send forth a shower Let those with faith and atheists Now spread the news of sublime twists