Thursday, March 12, 2020

Pandemic - a poem

COVID-19, a bit of sickly news that trickles out nicely
every time someone sneezes, and the Karen next to you wonders aloud
are they sick, will they give that to me, while she pesters
retail workers who have no pay for being dismissed, and bosses
who refuse to allow his workers to concentrate on health,
and do their part to avoid spreading viruses. Why she is out at all
if she be so paranoid of contracting a flu-sickness is beyond
any one else's comprehension.

COVID-19, college students compelled to return home, or to a house
though who can be sure what awaits them back there, and international
students trapped on foreign soil, unable to step foot on native land
because of lock downs and travel bans, and what awaits them as they
sit in a minimally run college campus land run by whats left of those
who haven't tucked tail and ran.

COVID-19, ill prepared for because ballooned, poorly tanned, "successful"
business man couldn't guarantee an amount of money for disease controllers
to combat, and have preparedness. Tossing about his responsibilities as a political
football, and failing to catching, continuously fumbling, and shaking hands
with stricken leaders, and we all wonder is this what might take down a world
leader, and an election cycle coming to an end, and trash keeps trashing
the world.

COVID-19, cancel sporting events, cancel live studio audiences, diminish gatherings,
close down everything, so that medical personell are not overwhelmed, for they are
overwhelmed, and most susceptible to contracting a virus, and we wait, with nothing
to distract us besides our familiar shows on television, what will come next,
for we expect some worse behavior as people begin to panic and judge eachother
because of race, and the curious case of coughing.

COVID-19, afflicting fatally the elderly and immune-deficiency populations,
so that smart ass so and so's can claim its okay for them to parade around in the streets,
and drink, and party, and stick tongues down each others throats, not considering
what their lack of common sense can cost someone a few doors down, or a collection
of someones half way around the world. Yes, we will survive this, but be smart,
be clean, be conscious of the rest of us, be best selves, in worst case
scenarios.

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