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The virus will, sooner or later, play itself out
We repeat that, in spite of that nagging doubt.
In the meantime, it will take some of us along
Whether or not we have done anything wrong.
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The game of life has ever played out like that
Sickness will always pick some out of the hat.
This present strain is blind, and is hungry too.
Social gap, washing hands, all that we can do.
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And who is that, who hides behind a mask?
Halt, who goes there? I cannot help but ask.
Mustn’t wait here, for one approaches near
Scramble for a distance that’s born of fear.
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The closer it comes to us, the further we go
From each other, why must it estrange so?
Perhaps it wants to tell us we are all alone
And all we shall ever have is one to mourn.
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We must think, know how to cut our losses
Perform that needful, and hold our horses
Hope it is just a visitor, it will not long stay.
When it has stirred our souls, will go away.
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Madam Miss, welcome to my beloved land
Thank you for buying all of my humble fare
But that is about the most that I could spare
What is left, not enough to hold in my hand.
What is that you are asking, I could not hear?
My home? Yes, I would much like you to see
I will be honoured, it’s next to the old maqui
That is no longer there, and none other near.
Somebody recently said that Felix is my pet
That’s because she hadn’t met the beagle yet.
Or else, she surely would have clearly seen
How badly mistaken she had actually been.
A little study of the domestic order of the peck.
Would’ve revealed the collar around my neck.
Have you ever been held to ransom by your own?
Two children fought hard on a street
Neither would give up, beat a retreat
I intervened, and gave one my hand
Other went down, soon bit the sand
Gave other hand to wipe those eyes
Doled false hopes, soothed with lies.
God saw it all, sent seraphs with wands
They became swords, cut off my hands
When the flags of freedom fly
They surely must evoke
Visions of that valiant tribe
Who fought to break the yoke.
When the songs of freedom sound
They surely call to mind
Thorns they took away with them
The flowers they left behind.
Vantage Rock lived up to its name all right! Gaunt rock, pervasive in panorama. Stark and sheer rock. Peaked crags that grabbed the first rays of the sun and wrapped them round their flinty heads. What hard and minatory faces, that plunged to barren earth thousands of feet below!
The sight-seers came in droves, hemming into a promontory that overhung the canyon. A planked platform spaced out over a wide overhang. A railing, high enough to ensure safety, ran along the edge.
The interior of a clinic- cum- residence. In the front is a living room to the left, and two bedrooms side by side. All rooms have open faces towards the audience. The first bedroom has a door to the living room.
Between the bed rooms is a small space where a door can be seen leading to a third room. The front door on the left opens into the living room on its right, and a glass-fronted office chamber to the left.There is a passage beyond the office to the left with a treatment room on the left, and other rooms to the right.
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