There is time for everything

A time of uncertainty and fear,
and unreal theories at every corner, here and there,
a time where riches fail, and hunger the poor struggle to bear.

A time to ponder and see,
that you can worship your God wherever you be,
and, right there, he hears your prayers and every word you decree.

Oh! it is a time to show what it means to care,
to meet a need, to wipe a tear,
to prove that love is more than what two people do on a bed when no one else is there.

A time to be strong, my friend,
for this too shall pass—we will sure see its end,
but while the days linger, do not fret. And peace on you, I pray, will descend.

A time like this . . .

Wow! It’s been a while I wrote a poem. I hope you like it?