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#CoronaVirus
Social isolation had forced an eerie silence upon them. While fear haunted their existence, one question was at the forefront.
When was this going to end?

It still remained unanswered
Experts are getting no sleep
With faces red from tiredness
Mixing,experimenting, researching, recalling but to no avail.



Pastors are prophesing and threatening that may be it is God's punishment for our sins and that the world should repent.

While politians gamble with our lives.
Betting between saving our for votes or saving their money.

We cry our heats to the king of Kings,He who mercifulness is beyond imagination to hear our
prayers and cries and save from this moment of the world.


It will go as it came
And are lives will be back again
Our freedom we shall get back
Our fears shall be swords will use fight this terror .