Six hundred twenty-one thousand dead.
The numbers chill the mind.
We try for understanding.
What solace can we find?
The figurers climb and climb and climb
while doubters vacillate.
But COVID’s hand of death writes on.
COVID doesn’t wait.
Six hundred twenty-one thousand dead.
The numbers chill the mind.
We try for understanding.
What solace can we find?
The figurers climb and climb and climb
while doubters vacillate.
But COVID’s hand of death writes on.
COVID doesn’t wait.