Morbid fascination (mine) as covid-19 pandemic... foments rampant monopoly on bedlam

Wreaking ball (his stick) havoc (think ostensible

civil war scale not seen since Vietnam),

whereby microorganisms jamb

Homo sapiens immunity system

complements of gook

resembling green eggs and ham

necessitating Doctor Seuss

to stoke bram

bullying cat in the hat

on a hot tin roof damn

senseless cant be understood

Matthew Scott Harris argot sham

bulls (red dilly), and sallies forth

with neither reason only rhyming flimflam.

All Joe King aside - at any rate,

yours truly, (a generic garden variety reprobate),

not hell bent to receive nasty hate

male courtesy vexatious reader to berate,

cuz unwelcome chide and chime

prompts gnome mad tick versifier

to test (ease silly) to provoke ye to fulminate.

Humanity now fishtails helter skelter

across oblate spheroid courtesy coronavirus

global pandemonium unleashed

expletive maniacal tsunami

(think) metaphorical groundswell

primates hurry scurry to and fro,

hither and yon frenziedly

pell-mell housing random erratic

discombobulated, bobble headed

(simulating) quasi Brownian movements

at warp speed embarked

upon impossible mission.

Here I paraphrase (er... rather plagiarize)

President John F. Kennedy,

whereby he delivered on January 20, 1961

his inaugural address in which he announced

"we shall pay any price, bear any burden,

meet any hardship, support any friend,

oppose any foe to assure the survival

and success of liberty."

Though the then USSR

(Union of Soviet Socialist Republics),

now identified as

union of Soviet socialist republics

helped cook who nurse (and ratchet)

state of political hostility

existed between Soviet bloc countries

and US-led Western powers

from 1945 to 1990.

Our present crisis I aim(ed) to show touché

(pardon mum oddest tee) culinary poetic entree,

how bajillions of people mercilessly

unfairly subjected to influenza like agony

exhibiting following symptoms:

cough, fever, tiredness, difficulty breathing

(severe cases), yet

many met their untimely demise

with prompt care, nonetheless minimal delay

ferried them to awaiting quay

where Charon doth ferry

dead souls across Rivers Styx and Acheron

resignedly where forced to abandon treasures they

must relinquish all trapping he/she did parlay.