It's in the sound of the drumbeat
Generations can bridge the gap
The money they make from pathogens n' virology
Must not cause us to pull down the rhythm
For even the song is of old
That the righteous should sing n' dance towards eternity
The cryptic song was ne'er for the simpletons
Who've watched them confuse the genome of the human race
Well, should the moon come out n' shine again?
25 May 2022
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