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The new pestilence

There at once looms a lethal disease
Across the globe begins to breeze
Taking its toll on the old and young
Flings the whole world into unease

Danger impending, little chance to duck
Everyone ruffled, nervous, and in shock
Afraid of others, chary to mingle 
Damning this pouring pestilent ill luck

Panicked public storm the stores
Grabbing disinfectants in scores
Masks are scarce, so is alcohol
Unmasked la-di-das behave like boors

Some authorities use all their might
To appease people’s pains and plight
Some tell big lies to their people
And are too dark to light the night

On the up-and-up, working nonstop 
Medical staff always on the hop
Risking their lives, wasting their limbs
To save thousands in rescue op

It was the plague in the days of yore
That mercilessly killed of rich and poor 
Now Covid 19 seems to reign supreme
In scaring man maybe even more 

Yet this too shall pass thanks to the mettle
Of all the scientists who will not settle
Until they ascertain the proper cure
And take off man’s side, this biting nettle

But worries won’t cease. Only, they change
They’re so diverse and broad in range
Global, national, personal, or what?
Momentous, petty, or even strange!

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Indolence may induce innovation

Loathing the mazy, the lazy look around
To spot the shortest of all paths to be found
For the indolence that in him does redound
The lazy man with novelty does abound

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Such as the tree is, such is the fruit

Snaking through rocks, flowing on sand
The river sings charm and charity
Infesting the cosmos and the land
The ill-disposed breathe barbarity

Like an orchestra, man’s life may seem
Easy or hard, some keep the accord
For want of goodwill, ethos, or esteem
Playing virtue, some cannot afford

Yet faking and playing, others can fulfill
Masks of goodness they wear only to
Foist on you and me some sickly swill
If only motives, we could see through

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staircase wit

Aggrieved and incensed a lot
I thundered some dull abuse
Que sera sera said a passing sot
Act Betimes or else, there’s no use!

Some possess the wit to cut
At anyone who stands in their way
Sometimes a Parthian shot
At times words to disarray

But many of us cannot find
The words to appease our souls
Someone’s words blow us blind
With rage and we drop our goals

Only after the moment does pass
And moaning Alas, we just toss and turn
Do we think of the way and pass
That make us less with ire burn

Yet does it all matter that much
To riposte an insult and cut back?
Off a firm tree, cut a tiny notch
Is that a massive deadly attack?

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Finding my way in life

Oftentimes I ponder befuddled 
My Sensations benumbed, my mind muddled 
On what at last to do with life
To solve the inside ceaseless strife
Of feelings and thoughts that bring me pain
And pin me down with mental strain
Yet the epiphany is worth the thought 
Tis the one thing that must be sought

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The duality of poetry

Softer than silk, deeper than swords 
Can feel or cut a poet’s words

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Clad in gold, ugliness is still an eyesore to behold

The cowl or other churchly attire
The priest’s habit soiled with desire
The fanciest should Lucifer hire
His noxious nature will not expire

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Will I ever fulfill that dream

Some ply the pen lissomely and light
Words like putty in their hands unite
Awkwardly do I on paper indite
Some wet scrawls that fail to ignite 

Will I ever fulfill that dream?

A pen of panache, pizzazz and flash
With spring’s verdure and winter’s lash
Dancing on paper with every dash
Colorful as autumn, clear as sash

Has my soul with its hope agleam

Words pregnant and sublime 
Running smoothly in rhyme
Free from the confines of time 
Will I ever enjoy such prime?

And of the crop be of the cream?

Or will it end up all mundane
And turn out a prayer in vain 
For so heavy a fall of rain
That may at once flood my terrain?

With such dreams I can’t cease to teem

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Ever-buck-passing websites

You press the keys time and again
And errors bog you with flat disdain 
In vain you try and rack your brain 
To figure what has derailed the train 

The website is but a tangled web
That sinks your spirits to a new ebb
Supposedly a tool to expedite work
Actually a means to shut your neb

On its homepage, the motto to dangle
Must be YOUR NEEVES WE JAR AND JANGLE
AS EXPLETIVES POUR OUT OF YOUR MOUTH 
YOUR PEACE OF MIND WE LOVE TO MANGLE

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Extend not a hand of need

Better be content with your own little
Than extend a shameful hand of need
Never ever should you belittle 
Your lofty soul and submit to greed

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