The rich spread the virus,

The poor pay  for it;

But, however Caesar rules the earth,

The meek shall heaven inherit?

 

He went among the lepers,

We hide from Corona;

Our faith remains a frightened thing,

And terrified our Hosanna.

 

The poor their crosses bear

To bolster the rich;

The Christ looks from above,

And knows which is which?

 

The rich walk the red carpet,

The poor keep it clean;

The rich do not from the poor learn

What death-in-life can mean.

 

Let us sing the poor then

This pandemic-Easter day;

What know the rich of Calvary,

Or the rising from misery?

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