Cov 19
Dominque Raiford 1986 (Mississippi)
Why did you come in the blink of an eye.. To cause so many of my sisters and brothers to die.. Pain coming with breathless nights.. We wasnt prepared to have to live this fight.. Sitting in a room with the wall caving in.. Quarantining so the next wouldnt suffer the pain what we feel within.. Having to distance from love ones and seeing there beautiful face.. Stuck in the closed room, as our heart begin to race.. Pain and headaches making it all so tough.. Long breathless nights that make it so rough.. Keeping faith that God wont forsaken you.. Praying and hoping this virus in the body will just pass through.. Not seeing your kids to give hugs and love.. God i need you to send an angel from up above.. Tears in the eyes.. Hope and prayer from the soul.. As you feeling your body being in a tight whole.. This is a rough one only God can heal.. I dont wish this on any worst enemy, just keeping it real.. Fatigue and no energy inside.. Sitting up every day and night with painfully cries.. I pray this thing call Cov 19 will vanish and go away.. Let us be able to smile again one given day.. Most people take it for a joke.. "I dont need no mask" is what they spoke.. But until u seen the pain other has endured and the deaths at they bed.. You'll never understand what goes on in another's head.. We all have opinions and we all have rights. But please think about others for once so they wont have to fight.. It's not easy to lay down with Covid and see the numbers on the TV screen.. Hoping and praying your not picked to get your flowers my kings and queens.. Hope and prayers goes out to the world for that u may be safe both day and night.. Together we stand in love throughout this fight..
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Submitted by DRaiford1 on February 12, 2021
Modified on March 05, 2023
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