Shades Of COVID-19
Shades Of COVID-191 min 209 1 min 209
In the wake of a new calendar it quaked so high,
Nation's of great fortress mumbled in fear.
A return to God they echoed in distress,
Shouts of war in the moment could not be found.
The low watched the great fall but confused on the mood to take,
Promises shattered not from a distance high.
Hope, yes hope is the hope of the common men,
We wait and hope for the fall of our common enemy.