Waiting For Serendipity

By rontwigger Down the isle and miles away, You close the doors and need a spray. Driving the nations into a lockdown state Until nothing but sardines on their plate. Smashing the lands with all your cruelty Deprives many to render certain solemnity Rummaging the cities with a pernicious cavalry Until nothing left but a memory. The world seems so weak and weary Although it has its own version of bravery. The people hopes for pity from God Almighty. Waiting for the reign of serendipity. Ergo, let's do our part that is to stay In our homes and never entertain dismay Ergo, let's do our part that is to stay Until the sun shines the brightest day.