COVID-19

Some whisper it’s not so organic,

this virus that’s driving all panic,

threatening energy that’s pranic

by emptying shelves in a manic

to buy into rituals of the satanic.

Dear Earth is vibrating quite low,

this pandemic has taken the bow

with arrows directing our show

for worldwide bans on our flow;

but here’s an opportunity to grow.

In all we must choose love or fear,

for weak and elderly we volunteer,

the now deceased we shed a tear

so the power of our hearts steer

kind acts that are most sincere.

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