Coronavirus Ii

Caught up in broke and broken
operating on what we can; 
Ready to rise by your own bootstraps? 
Or fall, never to be reimagined;
No answers with a diagnosis 
ask if humanity is worth saving;
Vitamins flood a prescription we should know ;
It’s a dangerous money making machine;  
Redefining lifestyles can change everything;
Understand you have a choice to stand up;
Stop feeding pharmacies instead of yourself.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2021

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Singh Avatar
January 4, 2021 at 8:49 PM
A reality with coronavirus pandemic some prospering out of it.Nicely penned.
Udaeta Avatar
January 4, 2021 at 9:56 PM
Thank you so much!
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