Just Another Corona-19 Poem
Millennials are spring breaking
Boomers are hunkering down
Clowns are pointing fingers...again
No vacancy at the coroner's lounge.
Florists and pharma are stacking chips.
The panicked are dusting off prickly prayers.
The media is tossing frantic into the wind.
The government is shutting us down.
Not enough bleach or kits to go around.
The preppers laughing at the newly desperate.
The rich and the guilty have all been tested.
Poor men get no empathy and are laid to rest.
Under champagne glasses of tinsel towns.
Covid-19 is but a long prequel.
For much nastier things to come.
A wise old woman once said to me
"Death always comes in threes".
Somewhere in all this froth
I've lost track of myself
and no longer count the blessings.
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