Oh! Dear Lord Spare Us Poem by Paris Thulare

Dear Lord
We are your children living in fear,
We are safficating, poked by thoughts about who we might become tomorrow
Coarpeses or spicies, its you who know.

This time of an hour,
I cast words,
praying for better days,
Unto the broken and the suffering,
The blind so is the crippled.

We are vanishing with millions multiplied,
Our lives are being stolen by the diseases we don't know of.
We are scared,
Roaming from pillar to post,
Hopes are stepping stones,
Dragging us through the cardinals of the unknown.
Please spare us another day oh lord
Another breaths and lathens_
AMEN..✍🏾