The Day The Church Opens Poem by Charles Karia

On the day the church opens,
After Corona menace subsides,
Thats when the real test will start;
On the faithwe profess with a shout,
And civil obedience we zealously teach;
If they are real or they're but a speech,

If there will be churches that'll be lax;
And the hygiene rules they'll relax.
Then some people'll be quietly fearful,
They'll keep off Church to be careful.
In saintly courtesy they won't tell you,
Thatthey are away fearing Wuhan flu.

Pray no case's found by those who search;
An infection in your God fearing church,
They'd contact trace; test the whole crowd.
That will silence many a church for good,
When rumours get flying left and right;
Thatxyz church really does people infect.

Let no presumption in a sanctuary be found,
For the authorities will be covertly around;
Be sure people in government vestments,
Will slip in, inspecting in very sudden visits.
To ascertain whether all is OK and clean,
Or to declare a temple a crime scene.