‘Shh! my angel Go to sleep. Rest your eyes before the sun peeps. But say some prayers Especially for those infected With the deadly virus. This world it has afflicted.’ ‘Shh! My mumma I shall indeed sleep. And pray to angels Over the sick, their watch they will keep. But momma, the ones who […]
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