Robust health is mostly appreciated
By folks who glanced death in the eye
When their health depreciated
Until God proclaimed they wouldn't die
Before his ordained date
Which God sets
Long before fate
Presets
A distortion, a dimension
Bereft of God's permission
Intention
Sanction
Rendering such layers
Irrelevant
As prayers
Restore the health of an infant.
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