The shouting
And shooting
The mongers of fear
Of deeper disease
Our families
And future
Eat up from within
We’ll not be
What we
Might have been
The fight for control
Is a farce
For the illness
Has burrowed
In deep
Just to survive
To live
One good day
Is the worthiest goal
We can seek
Target the darkness
Within you
Let grace 
Do a surgical cut
Treat with 
God’s loving Spirit
Just one
Of your selfish dark spots
The healing begins
In the moment
We no longer
Feed the despair
What we become
May yet be 
Our best
If we’ll fight the disease
With great care

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