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Apr 2020
to your bickerings,"said God,
You think you are superior than Me,
You want to master the Universe,
You want to go beyond what is not meant for you,
You want to eat what is not meant for you,
You want to produce things not meant for you,
You want to trade in things not meant for you,
You want to put your fingers in every pie,
I sent you Holy Books to warn you,
No,you are too busy to read those.
Now, a tiny virus has caused havoc in your lives,
Caged you to your homes,
So my nature can breathe,
You come to me, pleading with Me to help you out.
I heard the bells in the church toll,
Heard bells in the temples ring,
Heard the loud Azaans in the mosque,
I am tired listening to your whinings,
So I put lockdown in all places.
I am there for you all forgiving,
Guiding you,
But you have to Wake Up and Change Your Ways.
Written by
Salmabanu Hatim  72/F/Tanzania
(72/F/Tanzania)   
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