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The World Is Under Siege

The world is held hostage Not by terror nor by gun. But by a tiny microscopic being, Spreading its tentacle like wild fire, All over the surface of the globe. The world is held hostage, And the mighty man's heart melt like an ice, Rummaging through his repertoire of knowledge, Searching frantically for a potent weapon, To contain the ravaging enemy, Who knows no noble nor novice. The world is held hostage, And Africa seems to thrive on. But for how long, Shall we sit on this time bomb? For how long, Shall our tete-a-tete with COVID-19 end? (Reflection March 2020)

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Andrea Dietrich

Date: 8/8/2021 11:37:00 AM

Please do not be afraid of Covid. I am here to tell you that the world leaders are making more of this virus than should be made. Do not fear it. If your body is healthy and strong, you will survive. You seem young, so your immune system will get you through. having fear of it is what is killing our world. We must not react to the fear-mongering all around us!

Modupe Sefunmi
Date: 11/21/2023 1:48:00 AM

Wow, I didn't know how I missed this sweet words from you. Yes, I am very young, just a little above 42. We all survived the menace of the virus.