Pandemic

blackfoxartpoems
Jan 1
1 min read

Updated: Mar 7

written May 26, 2020

This isn’t a game,

This isn’t a trick.

People all over

Are getting really sick.

There’s pandemonium everywhere.

This problem isn’t small,

And your true ignorance

Doesn’t cease to appall.

This pandemic is serious,

You must get it through your head.

Please,

It can’t all be filled with lead!

All these cards are bad,

A bad hand we’ve been dealt.

Now is pure unease,

What many have felt.

The world had changed,

People challenged death.

Now we can get close to it

In just one breath.

-- BlackFox

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