Coronality Part 2

CORONALITY (2) The world speaks in mournful tone, The times keeps me up on it's own Leading to crash but thought beckons, The blueprint to pay for many tomorrows. I swirl spoon in watery calamitious broth, tasteless, Sit speechless, government powerless, Aviation wingless, travel-ban endless, Many activities motionless, Our once trusted hands have become prohibition, Toilet paper, nose mask and sanitation, Just like liquid bleach sanitizing humanity, Have become most sort after commodity. Tupac predicted it when our health was alil better, That Corona will emanate from China. Eschanton apocalyptic reign. Covid-19 pandemic now the world's stain, Every breath you take may implicate you But healing waters will benevolently flow through To relieve the world's pain, To commemorate the slain And wipe off CORONALITY from mother Earth. This, most definitely, I can bet. VickWizzy Vick Manuel Poetry {VMP} Copyright © 2020.