Prayer for a Pandemic
May we who are merely inconvenienced
remember those whose lives are at stake.
May we who have no risk factors
remember those most vulnerable.
May we who have the luxury of working from home
remember those who must choose between preserving their health
or making their rent.
May we who have the flexibility to care for our children when their schools close
remember those who have no options.
May we who have to cancel our trips
remember those that have no safe place to go.
May we who are losing our margin money in the tumult of the economic market
remember those who have no margin at all.
May we who settle in for a quarantine at home
remember those who have no home.
As fear grips our country,
let us choose love.
During this time when we cannot physically wrap our arms around each other,
let us yet find ways to be the loving embrace of God to our neighbors. Amen.
From Sister of Charity of the Incarnate Word in San Antonio
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Ring a ring a roses
we cover mouths and noses
to venture outside
two meters apart, no side by side
we shop in isolation
no stopping for conversation
to friends we encounter
no laughing or friendly banter
we pay without touching
our cards hovering and floating
no check-out person to chat to
no one to pass the time of day to
we leave the store, we're silent
we make way for another client
we quickly empty the cart
into the boot so we can depart
another shopping is over
what we couldn't pick up we won't bother
oh no! I simply forgot, one of the most important calls
I forgot to buy another pack of 36 toilet rolls
The humorous little poem by David Jennis found on an Italian blog.
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Coronavirus Letter To Humanity
The earth whispered but you did not hear.
The earth spoke but you did not listen.
The earth screamed but you turned her off.
And so I was born...
I was not born to punish you..
I was born to awaken you..
The earth cried out for help...
Massive flooding. But you didn't listen.
Burning fires. But you didn't listen.
Strong hurricanes. But you didn't listen.
Terrifying Tornadoes. But you didn't listen.
You still don't listen to the earth when...
Ocean animals are dying due to pollutants in the waters.
Glaciers melting at an alarming rate.
Severe drought.
You didn't listen to how much negativity the earth is receiving.
Non-stop wars.
Non-stop greed.
You just kept going on with your life...
No matter how much hate there was..
No matter how many killings daily...
It was more important to get that latest iPhone,
than worry about what the earth was trying to tell you...
But now I am here.
And I've made the world stop on its tracks.
I've made YOU finally listen.
I've made you take refuge.
I've made you stop thinking about materialistic things...
Now you are like the earth...
You are only worried about YOUR survival.
How does that feel?
I give you fever... as the fires burn on earth.
I give you respiratory issues... as pollution fills the earth's air.
I give you weakness as the earth weakens every day...
I took away your comforts.
Your outings.
The things you would use to forget about the planet and its pain.
And I made the world stop...
And now...
China has better air quality.
Skies are clear blue because factories are not spewing pollution into the earth's air.
The water in Venice is clean and dolphins are being seen, because the boats that pollute the water are not being used.
YOU are having to take time to reflect on what is important in your life.
Again I am not here to punish you.. I am here to Awaken you...
When all this is over and I am gone... Please remember these moments.
Listen to the earth.
Listen to your soul.
Stop polluting the earth.
Stop fighting among each other.
Stop caring about materialistic things.
And start loving your neighbours.
Start caring about the earth and all its creatures.
Start believing in a Creator.
Because next time I may come back even stronger...
Signed,
Coronavirus
This powerful letter was found on one of the English blogs on April 10, 2020;
someone copied it from New Zealand's facebook
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When this is all over
When this is all over
We’ll grab something for lunch
And talk about our lives
Without fear that we might touch.
And when this is all over
We’ll sit in pub gardens drinking beer
And put our arms around each other
Without worry that we’re too near.
And when this is all over
We’ll shout out music requests
And dance whirl our feet are sore
Without the heaviness in our chests.
And when this is all over
We’ll ask the waiter for the bill
And pass the piece of paper between us
Without risk of people falling ill.
And when this is all over
Happy birthday will be sung!
And we’ll pose for family photos
Without the chance of losing some too young.
And when this is all over
We’ll hold hands in the street
And lift up our little nieces
And kiss our mother’s cheek.
And when this is all over
We’ll knock on our friends’ doors
And go to every party
And say “I love you” more.
And when this is all over
Through bad, we will see the good
Because whenever we are together
We’ll appreciate it, as we should.
And when this is all over
And we are no longer in this pain
We’ll know to never take for granted
Those little things again.
This poem was found on one of the English Instagrams.
The author was not mentioned.
