A Virus
Just how it comes out in writing poetry.
An invisible virus grips our life
An invisible problem causing so much strife
A visible wear and tear on the mind
A visible wound to human kind.
A virus of rage, anger and despair
A virus in the mind, body and air.
A virus of the soul
A virus of control
A virus of lossed life
A virus of financial strife
A virus so small
A virus so tall
A virus of love and care
Will cover the despair
A virus of empathy in mind
Will recover human kind.
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