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In favour of quarantine |
| Why rush so to end quarantine Virus is spreading fast quotidian Continents are quivering with fever Fear is shooting fast to all lands Eyes are flooded with pain and tears Cure a luck, death is lakhs and lakhs ! Fast, faster, fastest were our slogans Whither is fled those fast mongers? Gone are those days of fast Past and lost all fast tracks now Rest in doors the best we need Rest in peace otherwise at doors Trust not in hollow materialists Trust in God our only solace left God gifted body needs at present God given peace and care only. (R.Radhakrishnan, Prathyusha) , |