Days drift off into evenings People are weary of news Everything sounds the same Harping forever on this viral flu Why does this happen to us? Even though it is a world epidemic What did we do to deserve it? This haughty new pandemic All the pundit’s repeat the words Some with a touch of glee Making the President look bad Feel that they are home free It is nice to be a Monday quarterback Point out how the home team lost But these people are ruthless Forgetting the total cost They tend to get the facts wrong Write down what hasn’t been said Some have even been fired The worst a news-person should dread The serious ones crave attention They throw numbers out without caring This delights their fellow beings and Some even say they are daring They shelter us from the truth Claiming that numbers do not lie But what are they comparing them to Just more of their pie in the sky The worst may be still to come Groups are forming to pray Keep us from harm are the words Love us as we love You they say We are your loyal children And promise that we will listen Just save us from any harm We will renew our mission They are reverent and sincere The Father knows they are weak He smiles at what He always knew When in trouble it is Him they will seek Stanski April 2, 2020 ^ .
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Steve Haarman 