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Oct 2020
By: Cedric McClester

I want to offer consolation
For the downtrodden of this nation
Hope is on hiatus not on vacation
Its speedy return lies with the patient
I can understand your despair
But you also need to be acutely aware
That nothing lasts forever
See this present malady isn’t that clever

I’d like you to think for a minute
And yes I know we’re caught up in it
But ultimately it will go away
Exactly when I cannot say
Although one day it will disappear
And who knows if that moment’s near?
We need to proceed with all due care
Until the second that we get there

This has been a heavy load
And we’re all in pandemic mode
So wear your mask and wash your hands
And acquiesce to its demands
It will only be a little while longer
Every day we’re all getting stronger
Pretty soon we’ll have the cure
The very one we’re all looking for

You can call me an optimist
And I will certainly cop to this
But I can’t be no other way
I don’t know what else I can say
Cuz we were never in control
And I would never be so bold
Or even have the gumption
To make that assumption


Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2020. All rights reserved.
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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