You Win Again,Virus

Running early at heavens gate The late, at hells gate, wait First blood and young too Under forty but already blue This virus stalks us all Shades of the 1920 fall Community spread fears, a reality true Unmasked, they sing and shout, without a clue The experts know enough, not The politicians cover up the rot The people are hungry for work from home, away So open up the economy,towards you they'll sway I will respectfully wear a mask Washing my hands, a frequent task If only I didn't have to sing this dirge I would gladly give my treasure,to purge