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Corona Virus

Corona Virus



For these are terrible times
COVID 19, 
The modern plaque,
The tragedy of our lives 
Medical personnel at the frontlines 
Armed with rubber gloves and face masks
Battling a virus ravaging the town
And the world at large

Sheltered in place
Distancing six feet apart 
But reaching out by 
Staying in separate quarters 
To stop its spread 
And limit exposure and eventual deaths
Caused my the breath 

Sick and symptomatic  
With shortness of breath 
Tightness in the chest 
Fever
Cardiac arrest 

It lives in the cough, yawn, sneeze 
And perhaps in the breeze
One mustn’t touch one’s face 
At the least

Washing dirt off our hands 
And subsequently killing germs
The birthday song sang twice
For 20 seconds 

Black bodies disproportionately 
Cold, black and blue
and many of the old , wrinkled few
Down and journeyed home 
To a place unknown

Groceries and medicine : 
Meaningful supplies at the corner stores 
Long lines trying patience 

Glimmers of hope come with the wave 
Despite  the uncertainty of circumstances 
Testing our faith 
We express  gratitude for another day 

Cheers and applause for the heroes of our 
time



Marckincia Jean
Free verse
04/09/20
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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