The Pandemic Psalm

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1st PLACE IN ENSPIREME: PASSION PROJECT’S POEM CONTEST (2020)

 

The Pandemic Psalm 

   “Don’t hold tight to earthly pleasures, those just fade away” 

       Priests and pastors like to end their eulogies this way 

   But right now, we’re not dying, we just dread this in-between 

       The waiting and the worrying, the weeks of quarantine 

At least thank God for FaceTime, for friendship through the phone 

   And bless those Snapchat stories— hey, at least we’re not alone 

       Praise God for the pavement, for little hands and chalk 

   Worship Him for Wet Wipes, well, as long they’re in stock 

       Hallelujah, Hulu! Hum a little hymn for Zoom! 

   Clap your hands for carry-out and classes in your room! 

       Maybe it sounds silly; sacrilegious, you might say 

   But why not have some hope if we’ll be stuck home either way? 

   “Don’t hold tight to earthly pleasures” may be what we’re taught 

But right now, all those earthly pleasures? Well, that’s all we’ve got. 

 

By: Aubrey Gilliam

 

 

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