Dishevelled

K Kenneth Maswabi Kenneth Maswabi
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Amidst the Covid-19 shambles Don't let your spirit go unchecked There is too much sorrow flowing around And only a little time to grieve Our hearts are dishevelled Our spirit is in turmoil Our loved ones are gone With not even a good bye We will forever miss them Let's find time to open our hearts And find the tentacles of pain and sorrow Let's uproot them before they become solid thorns Inhabiting our inner being Let's stretch our hands to our neighbours, friends and colleagues Wrap them with warmth and comfort Wipe away their tears with soft napkins of love It is only the heart of humanity That can bring healing to those who are grieving And have lost their beloveds We cannot afford to let our busy schedules and overthinking minds To narrate our stories We need to come together under the tabernacle of hope and love And address our fears, uncertainties and wishes We need to sanitize our body, mind and soul Against dark spiritual forces That might inhabit our souls During our most vulnerable time Let us pray ©Kenneth Maswabi

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