It was bound to accrue.
The world is now like an aircrew,
pacing back and forth,
In search of a solution for the pandemic.
It was bound to accrue.
It's like sitting in a pew
and waiting for the Grace
as a cue to depart for home
It was bound to accrue.
Families have bonded,
self discoveries, corresponded,
Bodies and minds have rejuvenated
And the earth, mended.
At the end of it,
Lessons will be learnt,
Little will be taken for granted,
As this curfew,
is a rehabilitation
for the world at large.
mungubarbie
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