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