Bliss, where is it?
Bunch of people's devastation! It's the punch of devil, covid-19 Brilliant and brisk souls, Badly died of corona pollution.
Oh! My soul trembles a lot! On behalf of passed away mortals. No one to hear their cry Needs not yet met and hands dry
Anticipating every relation of universe; Affections and condolences in verse, May not console nations, May be through prayer which is a solution.
Scour two palms, often Stick and stay rooms with cognition Sew simple mask and wear Softly accept rules along cheer.
If you believe that there is an almighty, Immediately perceive who it is. Intentionally pray for our country which is in adversity. Peace, Bliss, Love and Healing, where it is?
- S. Hephzibah Heaven Rose