Poem with no beginnings and no ends

IN THE BEGINNING, IN A LAND, FAR FAR AWAY...

The booster on a vane
lifeless but yet so proud
to show the way to all of our kind
Alas! today just fallen in vain

while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...




a crate for a boat, set fate afloat
a broom for an oar, the booster boasts
now bail and bolt, calls out the colt
fight the flood, to the very blood


while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...





A crate for the freight, all but straight
A booster for a bait, what a twist of fate
Alas, a tail for a sail, now dew wet and frail
Oh mate,'tis too late, down to a dire state, amigo!



while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...


The booster bristled, and then fizzled
and the rooster, found sizzled
when the schuster rose to his morning walk
to his dead end, on a cold winter night.

while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...




The booster boisterous
left its bloody mark
and became the bane of human life
in search of more boosters run us in vain

while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...





No rooster saved, for just a metal slayed
the storm of the covid, blows unscathed
in the face of a valiant vaccine, vacuous
tags a bent back of a booster, spayed

 while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...




The nights long and wintry cold
The morn yonder in no sight
the schuster awaits for his mornin walk
long after from behind the cross

 while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...









heed the lord and make amends
for the rooster will rise
in a booster disguise
and warn of comings, thrice

while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...

                                        

before the night's over
and the body goes cold
heed the lord and make amends
for the rooster will rise

while the pandemic's heart untamed
blows across for times to come...

AND SO TO THE END...