The Visit

The plague has visited my tent
And left the marks of its short stay:
My lungs are not what they once were;
I breathe no longer easily.

No child of God remains unscathed
By trials common to mankind.
We all must kneel to Him and pray
For mercy everyday.

Copyright: Dennis M. Cortes 2021

Photo by Mulyadi on Unsplash

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