There Comes A Time

There comes a time
Where we have to weather the storm
The outlook may look bleak
And, it may differ from the norm
With all that is going on
We have to hang in there
Keep pressing on through
Always be alert and aware

This poem is about: 
My family
My community
My country
Our world

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