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Pray For Victims of Corona

Like a black snake hidden in pitch dark,
Unseen from the deep a big white shark,
In broad day light, yet invisible in China,
Strikes a virus called the deadly Corona.

A cough, a sneeze then high grade fever,
Short of breath, wheeze, in bed for ever,
If you are lucky you may soon be right,
But unlucky succumb to its deadly might.

Let’s pray for the victims of this malady,
Let’s hope medical science finds a remedy,
That will save humanity from another threat,
A new plague to conquer our main target.
Copyright © | Year Posted 2020

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Romios Avatar
February 6, 2020 at 10:47 AM
Hi Krish! You are wonderful! Thinking of someone else other than yourself! Congrats! China is a repressive place. We really don't know the massive amounts dead, ill. These pandemics also are a great way to distract us from what governments are up to. New plagues always will come up.(((( Anyway, this is terrific and wonderfully rhymed. Panagiota xx
Radhakrishna Avatar
February 6, 2020 at 11:05 AM
Thanks Panagiota! World Health Organisation is worried! Controlling this is in world interest!
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