The People For Each Other
No more digging the graves
For the victims of a virus
Sent from hell to torture us.
An economy falling apart,
So many out of work
The helpless find no hope, no rest.
Riots and hate.
Tears shed and blood spilled.
Let us rise as one.
One fresh and new.
One with each other.
May we banish the shade.
Let us live under a new sun,
For a brilliant new work has begun.
7 Merion Ave
Aldan, PA 19018
Copyright © David Cardamone | Year Posted 2020
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