King Corona
There’s a virus set amongst us,
The world is going mad.
It’s sweeping across borders,
It knows not good from bad.
The mode is set to panic,
The people are afraid.
The virus keeps on spreading
Despite all the plans, best laid.
Although it is so ‘nasty’, it just cannot be stopped,
And all attempts to educate and clarify are mocked.
Havoc wreaked and loss of life,
As people lose their minds,
There’s fighting in the shops and streets
And common sense is blind.
They think the end is coming,
So must protect their own,
So everything and everyone
‘Infected’ is disowned.
The Latin for Corona
Is ring of light, or Crown.
A virus is a hijacker
Of good cells, then brought down.
To fight the deadly virus
We must first become immune
To all the damage it can bring,
Plus all the doom and gloom...
This germ comes not from China,
Though the hijacker’s in flight.
The wearer of this viral Crown
Is hiding in plain sight.
It’s sitting in the Whitehouse,
The source of it is clear;
Causing pandemonium
With lies and hate and fear.
Creating mass confusion,
The truth is bid farewell,
Using arms of government
To multiply its cells.
Fuelled by propaganda,
Emboldened, unafraid,
It uses common hatred
To fulfil its masquerade.
Unlike a normal virus,
This one’s able to endure.
But don’t forget, there is a way,
Resistance is the cure!
No need to suffer nonsense
And put up with made up facts,
To listen to a speech of lies
And xenophobic pacts.
Just vote it out, become immune,
Resist this viral fate;
‘Send it back’ from whence it came
And Make The Planet Great.
Again.
By Lee Watson