A. Alsyouf Poet Free verse

Coronavirous Verse

Glorious human race!

Monstrous machines 
unto globe thou place.

Surpassed grandeur, 
overwhelmed with grace;

Heaven's territories 
thou subdue 'nd embrace;

Surmounted all mysteries, 
summits and space.

Yet, thy mightiness, 
perfection never pace;

Tiniest Coronavirus, 
fail thou to face!

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Beata Agustin October 22, 2024 at 7:07 AM Thanks for sharing this... exposing your thoughts through your unique poetic style. Meanwhile, I greet you with the love of the Lord, expressed by John 3:16 of the Bible, "For God so loved the world, that he gave his only begotten Son, that whosoever believeth in him should not perish, but have everlasting life." Be blessed.

Asmi Sharma April 5, 2020 at 10:19 AM It is so nicely depicted. I loved it. A. Alsyouf April 27, 2020 at 5:35 PM So much delighted with your comment.

Anna Hopper March 31, 2020 at 11:24 AM Love this! A. Alsyouf March 31, 2020 at 6:35 PM I am so glad to read your comment. Your poetry is wonderful as well. "Envy" is particularly a poem I loved so much.