The pandemic Starting to feel like I’m in a mold My life is on hold About to explode My arms I fold Just waiting for the unknown Like I know it all what’s about to unfold Is not pretty at all Not until we meet our Lord His happy face is the reward And to get there, there is a cod Very old To worship be grateful and respect all Help the needy and nurse parents at home Strive for greatness with a humble soul Keep the prize in your eyes Keep on trying many tries Keep Allah on your sight Keep on doing right Go out of your way to help Even if the majority rfejects the hand Find someone worth your time Share with them this rhyme The end is upon all keep that in mind Anywhere anyplace anytime Do you understand or should I repeat the line ? @dukeduster @Thomastheruthless @altoalh2010 @Tollz @AyoubProb