CORONA
Hanging from a tree,
or a lab in the East,
she woke up
to show her dark face.
Across the great wall
she waltzed across,
deep into Europe
she did grace.
Over the big pond
she has flown over,
to the land
of the free and the brave.
Panic she has spread,
with chaos wrought,
sowing distress,
into mass graves.
Fazli / Mar 26, 2020
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