Covid19
You're Pandemic, You're Pandemic.
Your Infection grows an expiration.
You have come from Wuhan.
And have destroyed All Jahan.
O Man! Your seven deadly Sins.
Ah! Allah has given you a comeuppance.
Because of your Avarice.
You became a bad choice.
Oh man! your lust
Giving you a dust!
O Man! You showed your ignorance.
And Almighty Allah showed His violence!
This Corona has only one solution.
That's do pray with a passion.
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