GOD, WE ARE ONLY 3 months into the year 2020, BY Victor Lugala
WE ARE ONLY 3 months into the year 2020, but the world is already going through turbulent times not witnessed before in history. We are weeping at your feet, we the filthy sinners of this world.
We have known war. Our refugees are scattered. We have witnessed famine. Grinding poverty is a constant neighbour. Desert locusts are still devastating the region. HIV&AIDS, malaria, typhoid, and T.B are killing us in millions, but we are managing, Oh Lord.
GOD, Just as the last Ebola patient was discharged from hospital a couple of weeks ago, our happiness was short-lived when the Wuhan ogre bared its ugly teeth. Before we could exclaim "Jesus!", it had spread with gushing speed, exacting a genocide in its wake. GOD, See what is happening in Italy - just next door to where Pope Francis resides! GOD, We know influenza. In bad weather our noses run like tap water. Our eyes turn pepper-red. We boil bitter lemon, roots, and rub Vicks on our chests to decongest. A few days after, we are on our feet, chasing after our daily bread. GOD, Now this Wuhan thing beats the mind of humanity. War Lord's are confused. Even Kim Jong-Un has no appetite for a cigar. Since you created heaven and earth, this is the first time that a virus has infected the whole world. We are in a lockdown. At night we lock our doors tight lest the dreaded ogre sneak in like a witch. GOD, All news outlets are dominated by one news item: that thing which we now fear to pronounce. International airports are now closed. Border points are blocked. Loved ones are separated. We are under house arrest. We are waiting and weeping. We are not waiting for mass death. We are waiting for your divine I N T E R V E N T I O N. GOD, Wipe out this virus and free humanity from house arrest!