One night we all went to sleep.
When we woke, nothing was the same.
Many wished this was a game.
Many looked for others to blame.
This disruption had a name.
This disruption was called COVID-19.
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As the virus spread
no one could run.
No one could hide.
So.. we were told to go inside.
Quarantine we were told was the way.
In isolation we would all pay.
In isolation, we longed for hope.
Then, we turned on the news.
This is what we heard..
This is what we read…
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EXTRA, EXTRA, READ ALL ABOUT IT!
Read about COVID here.
Read about COVID there.
Read about COVID everywhere.
Read about anger.
Read about rage.
Read about division.
Read about hate.
Read about all this and your hopeless fate.
Read about fires.
Read about wars.
Read about depression that will soon be yours.
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For a long time
I bought the news.
For a long time
I bought the grim views.
Then I dared to be diferent.
I chose to stand in the rain.
I chose to weather the storn.
I would go against the norm.
This is how COVID Chronicles was born.
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In part one..
I set the stage.
In the interlude..
we turned the page.
Today..
we stand at the dawn of a new age.
This is the age of resurgence.
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In resurgence
we rise.
In resurgence..
we see with fresh eyes.
In resurgence..
we have no guise.
In resurgence..
we have no fear.
In resurgence..
we shed a tear for those we lost.
In resurgence..
we understand life has a cost.
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Today we stand at the dawn of a new age and we stand at center stage.
Let history not say..
“COVID won the day”.
Instead..
let us write of how we found a way.
Let us write of how we found a way to rise from the ashes.
Let us write of how we seized the day and rose in resurgence.
The time has now come.
COVID Chronicles has come to an end.
Yet, this journey has just begun.
What’s next?
No one knows.
Only time will show.
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