Corona Virus

By    

Corona Virus
Covid-19; is this the worst flu ever seen?
People everywhere wearing surgical masks;
Is this the new norm? we have to ask
Don’t get too close is a greeting we now hear most
Don’t shake my hand or you could be dammed.
Is that a cough I hear?
A sound we must now all fear.
No soap?
Without it we must all cope.
No TP in the store?
I can’t take it anymore.
Is this a joke?
The virus means not standing by the people beside us.
With boredom we moan as we pick up the phone.
We play the game and point fingers of blame.
Talk to old friends and text messages we send.
Media installs fear so we pick up a beer
And drown our sorrow hoping we are healthy tomorrow.
No business, no job we think who could we rob?
Then we realize no one has money and it’s not funny
and just makes one sob.
A bad dream this does seem as you want to scream.
Is China to blame? Is the president insane?
Whatever you believe stay indoor and wash even more.
Don’t be stupid and we may just get through it.

Robert J Vogt

Poem Rating:
Click To Rate This Poem!

Continue Rating Poems


Share This Poem