I watch the street as strangers pass
Across my kitchen’s window glass
It’s one by one as they pass by
They seem so sad, I want to cry
Can it be true, is this the end
Including all, both foe and friend ?
I watch the street as strangers pass
Across my kitchen’s window glass
It’s one by one as they pass by
They seem so sad, I want to cry
Can it be true, is this the end
Including all, both foe and friend ?
What madness has pursued us here
Instilling each one’s greatest fear
Of life and limb or illness known
That by the air is being sown ?
What must we do to save our world
From all this grief that has been hurled ?
There is a numbness that I feel
An emptiness that’s so unreal
Sensation lost and caring less
All part of my renewed distress
I am so weak, my strength is gone
Great effort just to carry on.
Oh how I wish to stronger be
And stand up to adversity
Perhaps one day I’ll find success
With God to teach me all the rest !
Stand up my dear and look around, what is it that you see
Nonsense and foolishness that’s steeped in inequality
How sad that this is all that’s left of sensibility
When will the guilty be returned to culpability ?
AN OBSERVATION.
When I was young I used to pray
That I would be a mom one day
I’d raise my offspring to be good
And do the things that children should.
I’d hoped that we’d fulfill the dream
It was a lock or so it seemed
The angels watched from up above
And filled their heads with care and love.
But love is not enough to save
Each one of them from perils grave
There is no way that we may know
Wherein life’s tragedies will grow.
In winds of war or illness great
Who knows the time or day or date ?
This child I held close to my breast
Has left me now to be at rest
His life of pain at last set free
Upon God’s unrelenting sea.
This was his battle for too long
He tried so hard, he was so strong
But here we are, this is the end
I’ll miss you son, my life, my friend.
I doubt if we shall meet again
Another time, but where or when,
There’s none to know or even learn
Truth is, no one has e’er returned !
Our faith in God counts quite a lot
As it’s the only hope we’ve got
That bides with us both night and day
To keep us safe and fears allay.
Too soon the dark moves closer in
As each prepares to lose or win
Remember always God is there
Sharing love and unselfish care !
The walls are sterile, antiseptic clean
The floors are silent mopped by hands unseen
The night is long and chill and strangely stark
As tip toe feet cross these halls in the dark.
There is one thought that quickly flashes by
This is a place where few prepare to die
The air is still, but hear the humming sound
As thousands of machines do all surround.
Here nurses try to understand slurred speech
Dealing kindly with parts of pain’s release
Pray time does rapid heal without delay
As some won’t live to see another day !
Today’s a day that I recall
When I was young and oh so small
My father took me by the hand
He hoped that I would understand.
We talked of God and varied things
And whether angels do have wings
He had so very much to say
We walked and chatted all the way.
In those remaining years we knew
My dad and I much closer grew
He tutored me, I was his clone
That’s how I learned to stand alone.
I thank him now for lessons taught
And all the strength his wisdom bought
I miss him still and always will
The gap he left too huge to fill !
I’m home at last quite grateful too
And none the worse for black and blue
The odd fact is I’ve had no fear
Reminding me I’m glad I’m here.
When looking back I always find
The nurses are both swift and kind
I’d like to say a true thank you
To docs and staff and workers too !
I do not think that they can know
The miracles that they bestow
Upon the old, disabled too
Thank God they’re here for me and you !
The walls are white, the trim is steel
There is no warmth in what you feel
The sounds are muted and unreal
No clicks are heard from some high heel.
The quiet force moves fast and fleet
Seems this world creeps on slippered feet
The silence fills the void complete
While others will their maker meet !
Who hopes to lie abed in fear
Hear angel voices in their ear
Without some gentle ray of cheer
To know that God draws ever near ?
Most times I can disguise the pain
But there are days I truly fail
My efforts are too much a strain
And strength can be of small avail !
To help myself I keep in stride
I’m busy with a batch of things
My many hours are occupied
In silliness and smatterings !
Sometimes I find the pain subsides
When e’er I get my faith involved
God’s peace and calm with me abides
And by His grace my pain’s dissolved !