All the arrogance, the blaming, the lies and accusations suddenly become nothing All eyes are on the virus and the unknown results of it Outcomes based on historic facts cannot be relied on People are worried about the stock market Worried about having enough drugs Wonder if the food supply chain will be interrupted Whether there will be enough water and energy No one seems to have faith in our resolve A few days ago, in places of worship, there was joy Now, a few days later, the power and grace of God are forgotten People listen to news reports which mostly downplay the President He did not create the virus and was criticized for acting prudently four weeks ago Stopping the flights from China was not the political correct thing to do Now, hindsight tells us that it was a very intelligent move This to the dismay of the fake news media Whoopy Goldberg does not know which part of her body to grab in her disgust Chris Matthews retires from broadcasting the associated press scripts Journalism for him ended many years ago; he was just a spokesman Seems he did something in the past that is not acceptable in today’s world If only are two nice words. If only he had done investigative reporting Looked for the truth and delivered it to the people in his upbeat style He was incompatible, in my opinion, with the truth No move shivers will be running up his leg His heroes have vanished; hiding out; hoping against hope that they won’t be discovered Their damage has been done and they want to be home free Justice does not move as quickly as we would like We, collectively, are feeling sorry for ourselves Why does this Coronavirus stuff have to happen? The winter was bad enough; snow, drifts, storms, and tornados Haven’t we suffered enough is the question I think of the people in Haiti, Syria, Nigeria, Yemen, Israel, Sudan, and Central America What is our suffering compared to theirs; we have been given no insight to their plight We have much to be thankful for but many times cannot be reconciled to understand this There will be a day when we are all held to account Will we be able to stand and say that we did our best? Or will we point to others and shift our share of the blame? Time will tell; and there is still enough time to do what is right Deep silent joy comes from the sincere giving of ourselves Stanski March 3, 2020 ^