Mar 2020
I shut my door and wiped my floor
I hear the sound of the wailing horns
The day is gone, the night is cold
I close my eyes, my heart is torn
I open my window
The world is quiet and slow
I bow down my head
Trying to figure out
When will this end?
I scream at the top of my lungs
But my voice is so small
No one can hear a thing
I cannot breathe anymore
I cannot move my feet
Paralyzed and masked
From the truth
With sweat, my body is soaked
I cry my heart out
This could get worse
But how will it heal
I watch the sky, and it was never a lie
I hear the sound of the wailing horns
The day is gone, the night is cold
I close my eyes, my heart is torn
I open my window
The world is quiet and slow
I bow down my head
Trying to figure out
When will this end?
I scream at the top of my lungs
But my voice is so small
No one can hear a thing
I cannot breathe anymore
I cannot move my feet
Paralyzed and masked
From the truth
With sweat, my body is soaked
I cry my heart out
This could get worse
But how will it heal
I watch the sky, and it was never a lie
This is about how I felt after listening to Heal Our Land sang by Jamie Rivera. I cried my heart out and prayed that this crisis will soon come to an end. Sometimes when I get too busy I forget what is happening to the world and then when look at the news all over the internet, I couldn't contain my sadness. That this thing is really happening and that every day lives have been gone..
