You are absolutely beautiful to me
and nothing of this virus I do like,
where a lock-down do separate us
and the world feels upside-down and in anarchy.
I do continually pray that it will pass
and nothing of this virus I do like,
where you and I are almost handed over to it,
while death does tear apart families and people in love.
I do continually pray that it will pass,
that a new better time will come,
that a person can start once again,
while death does tear apart families and people in love.
and do continually wonder what is hidden in all of this?
I wish scientists would find an anti-virus,
that a person can start once again
and you are never out of my thoughts,
you are absolutely beautiful to me.
I wish scientists would find an anti-virus,
where a lock-down do separate us.
© Gert Strydom
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