Lord, return the world to the past

Give back the past world to the Lord =
Finding a piece of green Bangladesh without hiding your eyes and face in the face shield,
Eye-catching plastic glass ...... yet the sky is lost!
The smell of wet soil trying to sniff even after wearing a nose mask,
Harassment by swallowing closed nasal breathing .... Where is the pure oxygen?
When will the relief come back, when will I breathe in the open air