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 you're 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 its path,

    You can feel it wanting

to unleash its 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 its 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