Over hundreds of millions confirmed
hundreds of thousands have died by far
data are data，Shocking as they are
Mortality is unseen, inside the screen
A virus tinier than dust out of the vast
May strike like a meteor on one fast
One may die, or wiped out a million
Universe forgets it soon in oblivion
The souls of the Jan’an prodigies were claimed
Heads of hospitals were taken down maimed
I am a lucky dog, if I am not drawn by the lot
If it crowns me, I won’t ask why but Why not?