Please Be Gentle, Oh, Father
Please be gentle, oh Father
With those who are suffering this day,
Protect my nurse neighbor, give her the courage
She must have to hold her fear at bay.
As you have given us the tools to make
Anxiety pills for we weaker ones,
Take Covid away, Take Covid away,
And glibly that “you made all” I’ll hold my tongue.
Father, it’s to suffer to be alone, to know
The horrid breaths that are being fought,
Please, pale our panic and with panic today
Kill the cowardly spirits we hide, chase Covid 19 away.
Copyright © Sunlite Wanter | Year Posted 2020
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