My Covid Story
© Marcie Joy Brown 2021
‘Twas a night in December
Exact date I can’t remember
When the chills and the fever began
Next day I wasn’t better
So we put our heads together
And off to the Dr. we ran.
Covid was not yet global
Fauci wasn’t yet “noble”
Simple flu and meds were prescribed
Yet, within days I was dying
Couldn’t breathe though I was trying
And it seemed that someone had lied.
A few rounds of steroids later
And much prayer to my Creator
I finally began to improve
Though weakened in body
My efforts were not shoddy
In Spirit I was finding my groove.
Now several years later
I’m a false media hater
And no, I haven’t gotten the jab
‘Cuz I know this thing’s a lie
Though thousands have died
It was simply created in a lab!
It’s a call to repent
For the years not well spent
As our King has been tossed to the side
Many now are repenting
Their sins now relenting
In His Name only to abide.
There is hope for our tomorrow
Joy soon to replace sorrow
On His tails we will soar yet again
For the story has been written
The victory won’t be hidden
Our King will yet win in the end!