A VIRUS
It's 2021 and Corona Virus is still here,
No one knows when the coast will be clear.
You notice you have no sense of taste or smell,
As Covid-19 rings in your head like a bell.
A low grade fever a slight sense of chills,
Leaves you feeling a little green around the gills.
The reason your not dying or flat on your back,
You had the vaccine to counter the attack.
Still you ponder will it kill me now that I crossed it's path,
You can feel it wanting to unleash it's wrath.
You keep your guard up you don't want to get someone sick,
Go get the vaccine it's just a little pin-prick.
Some folks doubt they don't take it serious,
They walk and act like their fearless.
No one knows who will live or who will die,
Toilet paper and cleaning products in short supply.
They say it has spread to every corner of the world,
All are at risk young, old, man, woman, boy or girl.
It is killing people who are healthy as a horse,
They say it won't go away until it runs it's course.
The survivors scream it's real this is no joke,
It's worse if your old and you smoke.
Still they refuse to head the warning,
Until they stand at a grave in tears of mourning.
TURBO1904
About this poem
It's about the COVID-19 virus. My take on year 2021....
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Written on October 22, 2021
Submitted by Turbo1904 on December 18, 2021
Modified on April 26, 2023
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Closest metre | Iambic hexameter |
Characters | 1,260 |
Words | 262 |
Stanzas | 12 |
Stanza Lengths | 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2 |
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