It's 2020 a virus is in the air,
It spreads like wildfire everywhere.
   People are dying the hospitals are stressed,
Wear a mask was their request.
   People are hoarding groceries and supplies,
Every single person taking by surprise.
   Some refused to follow the rules,
They closed stores, churches and schools.
   So many of us out of work,
It's like the world went berserk.
   Thousands are dying every day,
A vaccine to save your life so they say.
   Half the world got in line,
The rest complained, bitched and whined.
   So many died and went away,
Still people screamed of foul-play.
   It's 2021 and the virus is taking life's,
Mom's, dad's, son's, daughters, husbands and wives.
   Pestilence is on the rise,
Stand in line to get supplies.
   Some people have it and never get sick,
Some live, some recover, others die so quick.
   It's 2020 a virus is in the air,
No one is safe I do declare.
                                   TURBO1904  2021

About this poem

It is about the Corona Virus. I have never published anything. Poetry is a hobby for me, a way to release the crap from the head and heart.

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Written on August 15, 2021

Submitted by Turbo1904 on October 20, 2021

Modified on April 26, 2023

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Scheme Aa bb cc dd ee ff xb ff xx cc gg Aa x
Closest metre Iambic tetrameter
Characters 944
Words 159
Stanzas 13
Stanza Lengths 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 2, 1

Debra K Middaugh (AKA turbo1904)

58 years old. Native San Diegan. Lesbian and living the dream. I write poems to release the pressures of life. It aides in my sanity levels. No professional or educational experience. more…

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