Death-Strong Awakens

Death-strong! This scourge asphyxiating Earth; Graves, flames, requiems and urns, these rites in dearth, Corpses as sheaves, scythe trails bloodless casualties; Time knells the toll and grimly mocks to pleas, Shame born in guise of chaos for strong no more – These pillars and halls until there be cure, Lock-down! Proximity - The arch-enemy, Scorn plays plaque, splitting lives in society. Yet life now shows that all was a facade, The fateful are as scared as the ill clad. Caustic we as a cataclysmic raze - Wrought warfare into love for human race, Togetherness awakens the teeming throng, Seven billion plus, we cannot be wrong.