Silently shrill
a silent chill
seems to have run down the spine
of our blue planet windmill
So many deceased
Too many ill
mounting and surmounting
the healthcare bill
Breathing for many
is like climbing uphill
or like panting on
your home treadmill
And it's frightening when
there is nil a pill.
A minute invisible
virus doth kill .
Pray to God for mercy
bow and kneel!
Many are dying
without a will
It's safer to stay home
by the window sill
The world seems to have come
to a standstill
You now have time to sharpen
your poetic quill
In lockdown pray
and ink still spill
You may hone
your poetic skill
Until the virus
has had its fill.
Corona they say feels like drowning
like a fish without a gill
for we can't breathe
like the eel or krill.
In mouths hot water
flush and swill
Exterminate this virus?
only God can and will.
Well written! You masterfully penned in a cleaver artistic way the suffering and hardship that people have due to this pandemic. It's easy to forget with time passing the danger that we face, cause we by nature accommodate difficulties that we face in life, but we must not forget and be careful, cause the most dangerous enemy of all enemies, is an invisible enemy that has no mercy and attacks anyone, any time and anywhere. Thank you for sharing this great poem.
MH.
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
Thanks so much for nice super feedback. I'm wondering if I have read yours as well.
I like the content and the rhyming. You paint a true and sad picture of this terrible virus, from lock down to drowning in your own fluid, to death. With the lock-down you mention time to write poetry which is a positive endeavor. We know there is no "pill" to make it go away, but I don't believe God can do it either; it has to be science and that will take time. Very nice poem!
Posted 4 Years Ago
4 Years Ago
Aw warm thanks for comment, I believe God can do anything, but when nature is roasting us for our la.. read moreAw warm thanks for comment, I believe God can do anything, but when nature is roasting us for our lapses then He let's it take its course, death is not always a punishment,Mir is a bridge to the afterlife. And all science cures are inspired and taught by God I believe.
Thankyou for your nice thoughts on this. Take care, stay safe.
A rhyming observation on our current crisis here. The poet does not try to sweeten the situation, relating both the grim effects of the disease and the fact that as yet, there is no cure. I do like, however, the intent to deal with the difficulties by following recommended guidelines and putting the lockdown time to good creative use. In the end, as the poet notes, it is in the hands of a higher power.
You've certainly covered most of the aspects of this awful pandemic and the terrible toll it is having on our populations and planet. It is an awful disease and I hope to goodness we have a vaccine soon otherwise we will be living our lives without the freedoms we have taken for granted for many years. You have done so well with the flow and the rhyming of this piece. A good read.
More than likely, COVID-19 was created in a Chinese lab.
While designed to kill, it does have its limitations.
In any event, you capture the mood of the corona catastrophe, quite well.
Also, appreciated the clever word play.
An excellent offering, S,
I like to call myself a poetess even though I'm no professional or conventional at writing poetry.
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