God’s kingdom past Coronavirus: Welcome it by lighting the 31/40 candles

I dreamt of Utopia post Coronavirus
and I saw what looked like a free world
The sky was blue and the birds flew happy
No animal lived in the waiting for slaughter
The fruit so sweet lusciously climbing
From the fertile breeding soil pulsating
And springing life potent to all fairly
Then I saw two humans of disparity
One was mirthful singing with the birds
While the morose tangoed with the devils
Of own heart, to poison every fruit on the tree
To quell all freedom out of God’s kingdom
So he was obtruded on to the banished lands
To keep all the homogeneous beings to live
In the Utopia of life with happy simplicities