Coronavirus

Coronavirus our air is fouled so full of these deaths, and cries of help and agony all across the globe there’s loud gray’s elegy, of sun turning inducing death gray, leaving more weeping, all weeping, for the land is coronavirused! and the day soured with fleeting fire of disease, spreading fear across the globe, many trembled shivered and died, and our humour no more! oh what a deadly gift of this century so sour and bitter, as mankind dies by seconds all glares black, brown or white, as death blooms on and on to the rooftop and our fears sweep across the globe this sun shines out death and no respected of status, poor-rich alike an unsmiling season of death we are is it to blot out order and extinguish lights? a state of war mankind is in war with an unkind disease invading our space but then the hope, our hope to stay at home and to socially distance our mankind old rules to go for us to survive this killing disease and for nature to methodized and social distancing to live any hope for mankind to survive lots of hope, there is earth heal thyself, we pray. 24/03/20