March 23, 2020 | Poem
Coronavirus Is A Tall Tyrant
Coronavirus is a tall tyrant
He fired nuclear weapons
Defanged mother bombs
Desecrated scud missiles
Even the bloody terrorists
He flushed into dark caves
He powdered super powers
For the airborne mysteries
All continents are bleeding
Countries dress bandages
Embraced cities mourning
The crippling merchandise
Birth pangs ruined testicles
Hard knockout into blackout