Words felt

Sonnet 2 How offbeat the nature of man should be, In this hour of strife and many a troubles That here amongst us still reign squabbles.  O that we would then use our eyes to see, And past us put our fighting and warring Seeking neither one another’s tearing  Nor worse yet our own gain and self-gloating  But disregard ourselves in unity And put to work our affects of doting  Holding each other in esteem and gaiety That though terror may to darkness drive us And the world dare to tombs speedily take us In accord we shall remain Herculean And feats we will achieve never be mean                       James Kaluna

A sonnet of appreciation   Sacrifice’s the sowing of seeds pure, true A disclosure of love towards your crew, Family, friends and even foe alike. So also it is power and courage For to go towards a conflict with rage, To commit oneself to the course with psych  Is a feat of supreme nobility, Knowing well that the return is not sure But still willing to give and your hearts pour. Honor, adoring, applause and praise hearty To you our mighty warriors we bestow There at the frontline to you we kowtow O our dear health practitioners, our stars  Fighting Covid-19, may your strength know no bars.                          James Kaluna