The Telephone
Phones, a stealth contraption! Sneaking behind closed doors!
Care, carried in safety, parachuted indoors!
This I-Phone? Knows no fear! Dangers? Oblivious!
Phones impenetrable to Corona Virus!
Isolation finds friends! The lonely thrive sharing!
The hopeless? Not alone! The empty thrive caring!
Friendly voices carried, the anxious taste some calm.
God tasted through your hearts! The human soul finds balm.
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