OF PANDEMIC WONDER...

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long distance

Only a fool would question, you reap

Whatever your mind decides to sow;

It’s like trying to deviously beat

The will of God before you slowly go.

Yet, there remain blind rushing fools

Plowing rows of a forced-ripe trump card

As if they were controllers of nature’s tools

And the Garden of Eden, their private backyard;

Such fools now wallow in pandemic wonder

Unable to comprehend their massive blunder:

Truth and righteousness man cannot ever kill;

Only a fool would try putting asunder, God’s will!