You! Splendid sparkling thorn in mother's head
I've never wanted to hold you in my hand
the world is under your revenge
Soon it will come to an end
Nature is in chaos long time before you
And lives are busy ahead of you
New day, new decade, new year
We didn't see your danger coming near
Now that you have landed
Mother is begging, picking up the pieces
of her heart that was broken
and now it's time for the healing
while lives are shaking.
Many days may have passed
Beyond doubt black days won't last
Mournings might just vanished
As new mornings will shine and succeed
Mother's broken pieces will be realised
That it shall bring the brightest lights
Lives will fight with your anger
to hold and stop your raging number
With our strongest wall, our Prayer
And the greatest shield, our Father
Now that you're gone
Let's put the real crown in the town
The crown of hope and persistence
Mother's strength to new beginnings
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Crown of Hope
PoetryThe thorn of the current crown and the beauty of a real crown. We're all in this together. Let's fight until we survive. For those who have been devastated by Covid19, remember, there's still hope. 🙂
