I'm sure winter Omicron will
Disappear from its throne &
We'll invite again new spring
Gleeful time hope us to bring.
I worship daily, Jesus Christ,
Release us from Devil's ties.
Humans burn in fever heat,
Die & sink like Armada fleet.
This wolfish virus tyranized
Mankind though it disguised
And sits still in vacuum space
To finish off vaccination case.
I'm sure odious "milder strain"
Of course will come to us again.
Don't say goodbye to our friend
Mutated on this weakened land.
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Author:
Natalie Gladmir (
Offline) - Published: April 20th, 2022 13:41
- Comment from author about the poem: Written at the beginning of the year this so-called laughter through tears poem is full of sarcasm under the yoke of circumstances dictated by 'sick' modernity. So there is only one conclusion - to accept it, survive and overcome.
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It's a terrible thing to accept but just like the flu,we can survive this epidemic and prevail,
Blue orchid, of course, the topic is very sad and I would say tragic. Well, these are the realities of our sinful life! I hope mankind will survive.
Why are you hiding your face? Is that how it's supposed to be here?
I'm using a fire stick and don't have a phone and can't download anything, God is great
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