Breath Taking Scourge
It started when he coughed.
Then we made jokes and laughed,
Hoping the curse we are is vindicated.
But the malady on lungs it feasted.
In its toxic smolder we chocked.
Rich and poor our doors we locked
In desperate timid fear
Of its heinous air scare
Disguising as fever it tripped
Through air as lungs it ripped
Taking many more caged
Victims, as its attempts surged
Menacing the old aged and kill
Both feeble and strong in thrill
Of an unleashed pandemic
With the thirst of an atomic.
Just breathe in and out
God will win, there is no doubt.
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