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We're human beings- masters of this world;
what great accomplishments we have unfurled!
Between each other, we have kept our peace
most of the time- this virtue, we release.
And yet, so capable of causing death-
annihilating heartbeats, precious breath,
with wars and crimes that take away our lives
by enemies, we see- with guns or knives.
But now, we stand and face this enemy
we cannot see, yet- the epitome
of any threat, we've had to face before-
Coronavirus- microscopic spore-
to now advance by touch and through our air;
the sight of it, we're surely unaware.
With fright, we hide away in our cocoons
of living space- negating all communes.
We're human beings- masters of this earth,
at war with unseen enemies- our dearth,
advanced from microscopic netherworld-
true masters now of our evolved dream-world.
And yet- somehow, we know that we will win
and triumph over bad times- where we've been,
as future days will show new graphs unfurled-
and claim we're safe- still masters of this world!
March 19, 2020
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