Coughs, colds, viruses and flu,
Bugs everywhere for me and you.
To catch us out in wind and rain,
Illness is here once again.
Sniffin' and sneezin', hankies at hand,
But then Coronavirus came to our land.
It infected the old, young, woman and man.
Its centre was a place called Wuhan.
It came from animals it was said.
By early February 2020, 700 were dead.
"Try not to panic, it's not a pandemic,"
But other countries got it,
Whilst others were quarantined on a cruise ship.
Brits left China in great haste
And were tested for the virus before making their way,
To the ends of the earth, mankind has been won,
Still we don't know how far it has gone...?
We've conquered space travel, built vast cities,
Internet and missiles, yet it's a pity
That we cannot cure the common cold
And the Coronavirus that's invaded our world.
We cannot cure the dying and sick
With pills or a needle's sharp prick.
We can only isolate victims and hope it will go.
Just another problem, another cruel blow.
The Deadly Virus Of 2020
Coronavirus
©
Laura J Sanders
more by Laura J Sanders
Published by Family Friend Poems July 2020 with permission of the Author.
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ABOUT THE POET:
I like to write poetry in my spare time when I receive the inspiration. I receive this from walking in both the town and country and generally observing from a distance.My topics can be about animals, nature, still life , real life situations and can have an added pinch of humour to the proceedings.
The rest of the time I enjoy playing and...
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