'Coronised' Poem by Titus Keya Omwaka

The populace wonders what it is
Governments no longer at ease
They know nothing about the disease
Lovers urged to abhor the kiss
Suspected patients lament of quarantine fees
Their pockets have been coronised

Superpowers have little to brag
They now want the populace not to hug
Countries that granted others aid
Are struggling to have their doctors paid

More people are getting ill
Politics has been brought to a stand still
They are quiet against their will
I can guess what they feel
Their cheap politics has been coronised

From the mid of March
No one has stepped in church
I now wonder how distance can be social
But this time is special
We have to sanitize, no room for mistakes
No more handshakes
Each government does what it takes
To prevent the further spread of the disease.