The Saviours

For the body that enters in Cape,
Sigh the two souls,
Another day and a narrow escape,
As a pearl from eyes rolls.

The sniffles once vindicated as cold,
How the year took over the truth,
Slight or severe colds are metamorphosed,
To sheer sniffles for those interminable tours.

The sick keep him in prayers,
So does the womb which bore,
One goes up from the entwined heart,
For the body that enters in Cape!

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