Jettison Attention
Where there is no doctor,
Take God your mentor.
But when religious gatherings remain closed,
Hope sits next to grace yet dumbfounded.
How Corona scatters!
FG rising to occasion so faster...
Where everyone is meant for indoor;
No manna from them-- to all downpour,
Yet they rough handle people for justice sake,
Claimed of protection but causing quake.
Like those protectors so genuine,
Leading technological progresses that ruin.
A country of daily economy.
How staying indoor for lives sake means autonomy!
The welfare is their first duty,
But no measure to stand its purity.
Like no one is ready to listen,
Though we used to have DEMO so glisten.
Where there is no justice,
Where disposal becomes tease,
Even Acropolis won't withstand the test of time,
When culture is caught unaware of modernism.
To pronounce ageless Amos prophet,
In deaf ears we pierced our advocate.
Where there is no health insurance,
Where there is no franchise,
Where there is no security,
Where health officers work without surety,
Earth is healing itself,
Why are we the virus elf?
Where there is no claim for right and wrong,
Where no one for himself is strong,
Lolz... where favoritism is based on merit,
Where there is no prejudice,
Where love live to outlast lust,
There ship shop sheep sharing sail with snakes.
Where courage is left alone with curse,
Where plans plant plunder in plenty,
There souls swim shedding tears sailing towards Hades,
And cage cast coast counting corona Cads.
Where virus vine van via version so velvety,
Raging rigorously in high rate; what cares should rouse?
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