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Corona: Amen

I got a red bone and a boiling blood
Not for China alone but wicked folks
Who sailed into the great shores of our lands
Knowing they are from endemic areas
They still chose to hide all their histories.

This is no regular poem but a curse
On my kneels, I pray unending evils
Should betide creators of this disease
Eating all it come across that breathes
Lord please grant my innermost request.

This is no regular poem but a curse
On my kneels, I pray unending evils
Should betide these blood sucking murderers
And all those who flew into Nigeria
And into other parts of this great world

Knowing they are sick and infected with,
Covid19 and no reasonable doubts
Yet they chose to share the hays and ashes
Of the world wild fire to innocent men…
Oh Lord please hear my prayers, amen!

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Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu

Corona: Our Inhumanity

Would the sun ever regain her brighten?
Would corona coronation stop being heightened?
Yes, it is taking souls and instilling fear
No one wants common cough to come near
Just a mere sneeze yet we run fast for our dear lives
And at times I wish the pandemic truths were all lies…

Ever since we activated social distance, and lockdown mood
Stocking the entire house with stuffs and foods
The chances of death by malnourishment increased
The tiny flowing love in our healths suddenly ceased
Though both the rich and the poor became leveled
The greed and love of money refused to bend a kneel.

Man’s inhumanity to humanity is just beginning
The price of commodities are skyrocketing
All for the sake of the deadly virus combat
Which rumours have it that it came from Chinese’s bats
But that is not the topic I speak of right now
Neither is it the honest reason why I frown

Hold on, why is the mind of mankind filled with dark chars
Gathering wealth in times of war, everyone keeps going far
Obviously, humans and Devils are so much alike
Ever thought; “what if I don’t make it out alive
Would I take these money bags with me to the grave”?
If the answer is no; I see no reason for an inhumane crave.

©2020 https://vinzpoetry.wordpress.com
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu
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