The Day of Plague

by Farasi

The plague came silently. 
People suddenly talking 
Of someone dying. 

We can only pray 
About what we cannot see 
That keeps on killing. 

The black, the poor go
First in line for this evil.
They have to work to eat.

We prayed for deliverance. 
Are we still in Egypt? 
Where is the Promised Land?

Lower the box;  
Ring the bell in the evening.
We won’t forget her. 

The darkness is waiting.
We’re afraid of sleep and dreaming. 
When will we awaken?

The Day of Plague by Farasi

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