From a distance.
To ignore our differences.
We all appear to be the same.
However...
Closer inspected,
Noticeable are the changes.
Only God can create.
Like two snowflakes.
With a bunch of them together,
Known as just snow.
Hoping warmer weather,
Will make it all go away.
No difference is the doing,
When one gets a flu.
Or others illnesses one suffers through.
There will always be chemicals produced.
And scientists to claim,
A discovering of a vaccine.
That will eliminate every ache and pain.
But solving the absence of common sense,
Will always remain...
A problem that will exist.
As a mystery no vaccine create can fix.
Leaving many victimize by the testing of it!
Proving...
For all,
Never will there be a cure to find,
To prevent...
Every ailment with evidence and proof,
Can do what only God does...
Miraculously!
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