Curse of Coronavirus
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It arrived in total silence
unobserved and in disguise
crept deep-rooted undetected
then it took us by surprise.
Some declared coronavirus
was no whirlwind, nor a blast;
like most objects ‘made in China’
they assumed it would not last.
Till it spread to every country
like wild fire, beyond control
causing havoc amongst thousands
and the lives of many stole.
Quarantine and isolation,
panic, stress and bouts of fear;
above all signs of depression,
the way forward, dark, unclear.
Now it’s time to stick together
find the strength not to succumb
to the foe, but with conviction
we shall rise, we’ll overcome.
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Placed 1st in Brian Strand's
Pick 2 Contest (April 2020)
Copyright © Paul Callus | Year Posted 2020
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