That seems...… really dramatic.
Not everyone dies
Coronavirus - It's coming... (poem)
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silversnake12 wrote:
That seems...… really dramatic.
Not everyone dies
fair
My mom read it and cried... I hope it's not too depressing, I tried to make it happy in the end...
checkmateohwait wrote:
My mom read it and cried... I hope it's not too depressing, I tried to make it happy in the end...
you failed your happy ending cause it is way too depressing and dark
I like writing dark stuff
checkmateohwait wrote:
My mom read it and cried... I hope it's not too depressing, I tried to make it happy in the end...
you said you tried to make it happy so why did you if you like writing dark stuff?
Venting
Apr 1, 2020
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checkmateohwait wrote:
My mom read it and cried... I hope it's not too depressing, I tried to make it happy in the end...
How so?
\if the coronavirus goes on for long, there wont be money in banks, there will be toilet paper and tissues
the coronavirus is getting better now. We survived!
The invisible enemy
An invisible enemy...
Something we can't hear…
Tragedy is near,
It's coming...
It takes away those we hold dear;
The ventilators are all we hear;
Our tissues running out
It's coming...
As they draw the curtains,
We can hear
The sobbing, the wailing,
The scuffing of shoes on tile floor...
Death is near...
It's coming…
Death doesn't discriminate
Between the sinners and the saints
It takes and it takes and it takes,
The horrible picture it paints...
It's coming...
And the curve, oh the curve;
It’s climbing, higher and higher;
So steep,
Spreading like fire;
It’s coming...
The exponential growth claims lives
Oh why, oh why, oh why?
Separating families,
Ruining many lives
It's coming…
Hand sanitizer running out,
Disinfectant gone,
People use liquors and strong alcohol as a way to sterilize;
It’s all they have, they’ll make do
It’s coming….
But that’s no surprise,
The epidemiologists see our demise;
Their knowledge grim,
They are the ones who are wise
In these pandemic times
It’s coming…
They graph it on a chart,
The line’s rise breaking hearts,
As the virus does its part
It’s coming....
An infection brews,
The lungs inflamed;
It starts out like the flu.
It’s coming…
But don’t be fooled
Death stands at the door;
takes the very young and old
We think
We hope
That they’ll get through
It’s coming...
Scythe in hand,
It’s gaze cold,
People gone without a thought
From him
It’s coming...
Doctors spread thin,
Our loved ones comatose…
‘Blood infection’, they said,
And move on to the next bed
It’s coming…
We pray they’ll be okay,
But we know in our gut
That we have to let them go;
Doctors pull the plug
No, no, no...
It’s coming...
Health workers are our saviours,
But they have no masks to wear;
No gloves to protect;
From the invisible death
That looms ahead;
Now they have it too…
It’s coming...
Ventilators whoosh,
Monitors beep,
The sea of crammed beds almost too much to bear
Nurses go from patient to patient,
On their breaks they weep
And cry themselves to sleep
It’s coming...
They think of the ones they could have saved;
If only they had the staff,
The resources,
The money;
‘If only we prepared better’
They think...
It’s coming...
But let’s not be too severe;
As there’s always hope near,
Light at the end of the tunnel
It’s here…
There may still be time,
The answer just isn’t clear
It’s here…
All we can do is stay put,
In our homes,
And hope
And pray
That coronavirus will go away
It’s here…
Social isolation,
Hand sanitation,
Covering your cough and sneeze;
All ways to prevent the spread
It’s here…
That coronavirus,
It caused the path of life to swerve
We need to flatten the curve,
Or mother earth will give us the punishment we deserve...
It's coming....
Now It’s here…