WHAT IS THERE FOR US TO BELIEVE IN?

When we couldn’t stop it at the gate,

We knew it was already too late.

The sky grew darker day by day

As time for containment melted away.

While it started slow, it soon surged

Till pain, despair and death converged.

Though we heeded the early sign,

It’s a new plague of a different kind.

We stood around wringing our hands,

Lost in the ruins of our broken plans.

We stopped work and skipped class,

But the enemy is still within us.

What is there for us to believe in,

But human spirit and our will to win?

With drumbeats of battle in every heart,

We fight for our lives two metres apart.

                                                         dl