Back To Hell Damn You

BACK TO HELL DAMN YOU! Oh you bad, nasty, vicious Virus, You have taken my inspiration away, I have asked my muse for help, But she has gone to a remote Island did not want to stay. So I sit by my computer, Thinking what shall I write? No, start once more, this Is not at all right! Ah – yes that's a good topic, But I stare at the page, Now what do I pen, Where to from this stage! Come on Jennifer, what’s the problem, I become frustrated And feel, will I be the Same ever again? This virus is the devil And want to cry. Have watched both parents die, Lost my baby at five days, old, Got chickenpox at thirty five, And hijacked at gunpoint, Be strong fight on, be bold, I spoke to myself sternly! Suddenly, remembered my late Dad so tenderly, Thought I heard him whisper, In my ear, You’re doing well my girl, You have nothing to fear, For you, I’ll always be here! A calm came over me and I felt someone breathing, Close behind me, I got up, wow Welcome back muse my dear Gave her a hug and a kiss, I sensed and could hear, You over my shoulder, Together, we will become Better and bolder. No bad, nasty vicious virus, Will take my inspiration away, You wait you villain, you murderer Your Karma will be as, or more vicious To you, and your end will be Much celebrated by humankind For this devastating crisis You will pay and find, Bad cannot reign over good, For what seems like forever, Never, never, never!