The Pandemic Poem by Anzelyne shideshe
The Pandemic
Healing comes in tears,
That cleanses our soul,
That soothes the agony within,
And burdens at hand.
And healthier - in the scars - stronger,
But hurt is the cloud,
That mends the sight,
That held our pride and safety,
I've seen it in the media,
Over Various land and borders,
Hence -ever- in unity,
It grabbed our hands,
Freely we shared
The pandemic!
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