The Heavenly White House Poem by Francie Lynch
The Heavenly White House
The world has lifted it's eyes,
Pressed it's hands together
In prayer and supplication;
Yet,
God and the hosts on high,
Are in self-isolation.
This isn't the first time.
They've been known to do this
At the most inappropriate, crucial moments:
The Crusades, The Plague,
The World Wars,
The Final Solution,
Other pandemics.
It's like the Heavenly White House.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
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