Tomorrow will be a good day

What evil virus comes this way,

How did You come to be, Why did You come to be?

Like a parasite on the lives of the world you persist

To extinguish the very host in which you cruelly exist

Like a s niper you heartlessly pick us

Like a parasite on the lives of the w orld you persist To extinguish the very host in which you cruelly exist IAN WATERHOUSE

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Secreted among us, abhorrent, to survive

Oh evil hitman, you have no contract, no humane reason

To wickedly take yet another, and another, and another .... innocent life Curse You, stalking unseen in mine own very shadow,

Where we walk, where we talk, where we 'live'

To pounce, to plague us with untold sorrow

Bringing our most caring to their knees, Mercilessly felling us ..... Like trees

But now we know your profile, that you are there,

To reverse the swathe, and unfold hope from the pit of our despair

First you took our liberty, injected US with your evil fear

Took our loved ones, our hero, Captain, Sir Tom, and more

Everything we took for granted, Everyone we held so dear

But all is NOT lost, until it IS won and so our fight back has begun

Brilliant scientists have toiled around the clock to meet the challenge

Our dedicated NHS has stood shoulder to shoulder to bear the relentless load Of every single minute, of every busy hour, of every painful day

Each and every one, battling through, to find us a way

And find a way they have, and once sad, sad eyes, now flicker with hope

Tears have slowed, unstinting support of volunteers has arrived

As we fight to turn adversity, and pain, around, for every single person fallen For every single tear of anguish that has shattered on the ground

The tide IS turning, in earnest the unequal battle begins

And as our hearts turn to remember our beacon of hope, our incredible hero In the love of his family he will, with valour once more, confront his final mission

And we will remember him, for ever, armed with his bravery, and his fortitude.. We WILL win

And people the world over with warmth, respect and love in their hearts

Will gratefully let one more tear slip proudly away...

Because Tomorrow will be a good day.

Ian Waterhouse

Waterlooville