We heard the screaming from afar
But it reached us within a twinkling of an eye like an unexpected rain
Making us feel hopeless,homeless,loneliness and captives on our own motherland
Making citizens quarantine themselves like a refugee
Mourning is our morning devotion and our pillows are deeply soaked with tears
How wicked you are
You are a real monster causing our early days in this twin year a regrettable one
Ravaging the world
Causing a great felt nightmare
Separating cords between parents and children and close relatives and friends
WHO classify you as a Global pandemic and emergency
How deadly you are
Sylvia Browne prophecy in her END of DAYS Predictions and Prophecies that in around 2020 a severe pneumonia like illness will spread throughout the globe
Attacking the lungs and bronchial tubes
Resisting all known treatments
Almost more baffling than the illness itself will be the fact that it will suddenly vanish as quickly as it arrived
Attacking again ten years later and then disappear completely
How prophetic you have be
Nostradamus wrote in the year 1551 that there will be a twin year(2020)
From which will arise a queen(Corona) who will come from the east(China)
And who will spread a plaque(virus) in the darkness of night
On a country with seven hills(Italy) and will transform the twilight of men into dust(death) to destroy and ruin the world
It will be the end of the world economy as you know it
How predictable you have be Covid-19
In His time he makes all things beautiful
It is well with our soul when sorrows like sea billows roll
We have lost control and we have killed the epidemic physically and mentally
Cannot understand what more we can do,all solutions are exhausted on ground
Our only hope remains up in the sky,God rescue the perishing
How hopeful we are living souls
Poem: Title: Cries of the Globe By: Abakah Smith Matthew Student-Enchicoe(Addison Hall President)
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