I Believe God Does Still Turn Every Life Around (Free Verse Sonnet) Poem by Gert Strydom

Bloody red gleams the sun at the horizon
where another new morning full of promises comes,
where the beauty of nature leaves me speechless,
while I hear the call of a boubou shrike
and in the world there is everywhere great sorrow
while a deadly virus is disguised as flue
and I believe God does still turn every life around
but man gives to Him no credit.
My missing and longing of you remains very intense
where the government controls too much to my will,
where I am wishing for other circumstances
and in vain people try to stop something deadly,
some do curse the Chinese for incompetence
and too few people do honour the God of the universe.
© Gert Strydom