The year began in buoyant mood
A welcome changing of the guard
But dark clouds soon began to brood
And when it came, the rain fell hard
With COVID’s armies in retreat
New battle lines were being drawn
With every victory comes defeat
The deepest calm’s before the storm
The fallen king clung to his throne
His rabble swarmed the hallowed hill
A desperate dog without his bone
Defiant of the people’s will
Then came the bitter toll of war
As lives and livelihoods were lost
The greed of wanting ever more
We count the countless human cost
The spring still spread its carpet bloom
Then summer struck with scorching heat
The autumn leaves fell much too soon
Then winter lay her frozen sheet
We must act now, it's not too late
We must do more than just survive
To help the world regenerate
To help all life to grow and thrive
Despite it all, life carries on
I’m grateful that we made it through
Each day of love's a victory won
I fall and rise at fifty-two
— Wayne Visser