All hope that the era of COVID
Has lived its reign and passed
We don't need one more overbearing sword-
To remind us of our past.
Our future will hie to a new strength
Where hope and justice reign
So trust in God-
and pray that our new reprise-
Will not be the past again.
Then we all will exult at this welcome result
That bodes an uninvited new dart-
Since instead of forecasting an inevitable end-
Fate's dartboard will replay new start.
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