Here in just three months.
It seems that 90 days.
Have equaled an undeniable 24hrs.
The end of the year.
Returns to continuously end this year.
A uninvited Pathogen.
Sweeps in covertly.
Just as it’s European counterparts.
Unannounced yet undetainable.
Unknown yet infamous.
Unwarranted but like everything else.
This plague is brought in the worst of its White coats.
No reliable resources.
Just inviolable white privilege.
Covered by black body (bags).
A great demise.
Is yet still rising.
Over four hundred years plus.
Yet no diagnoses.
Still no cure.
Just a recurring of last years theme.
Of coveted-19 60.

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