Dear God, What r we Gonna do?! Soon the #'s Will b down to 2!

My work days went From 4 to 3 Soon there’ll b No work 4 me © From A Poet’s 3/24/20

This killer cootie bug Has pulled out the rug From under our feet And it isn’t neat © From A Quarantined Poet’s

I can’t feel My feet Can I borrow Your heat? © From A Poet’s

I need some healing That doctors can't find I need some healing The supernatural kind © From A Poet's

If the world ends Today or tomorrow There will still b Just as much sorrow © From A Poet’s

With all this virus talk On internet and TV I had to take a walk To get back to me Without my job right now

Streaming subscriptions R going up Paper subscriptions R going down People r stuck

Don’t backstab me Don’t take advantage of me And u’ll always b My family © From A Poet’s

U r my knight U have brought light N2 my life U vanquished strife © From A Poet’s

I need patience for things That money can’t buy Like how to handle when Someone tells me a lie © From A Poet’s

U r my knight U have brought light N2 my life U vanquished strife © From A Poet's

I won’t b home for Christmas Please don’t count me in We won’t get snow or have mistleto… But we’ll have presents under the… Christmas Eve won’t find me

#covid19 To Jean Hope u r staying well Despite the current hell The caronavirus

Listen to God’s voice So we can know Which way it is That we should go © From A Poet’s