Poetry Corner – “Helping Hand”

“Helping Hand”

Little microscopic pieces of 
A virus that eats us alive
From the inside
We can do nothing but
Succumb to the sickness

The foundation is crumbling
Coming completely down
Is there a cure for it?

Here I come with a benediction
To help with our affliction
But we’re too far gone
I just helped the end along
There’s no way I could have a helping hand