While a cloud of fog hangs over the town
and a deadly virus is by everyone known
I smell the pouring rain that patters down,
and locked-down everyone are on their own.
All over the world people have died
but to the deadly thing there is no end
and in loneliness over me you have cried,
where too little time with you I have spent.
You do my heart and all my senses fill
and worldwide a deadly virus does kill
and this winter has a merciless chill
while scientists brag about their skill
and away form each other are you and I
while day after day slowly passes by.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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