Contagion Poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar

Contagion.
Once it is done.
Contagion.
No one from it can run.
Contagion.
Even in the White House.
Contagion.
Or rushing to the outhouse.

No matter how high one sits.
Away and removed from infection.
A threatening virus is serious.
And everyone should listen,
To all the scientists...
Saying this:
'Wear your mask.
And keep a social distance.
We're in the midst,
Of a spreading pandemic.
Obey the rules.
Don't become a fool.'

Contagion.
Once it is done.
Contagion.
No one from it can run.
Even in the White House.
Or rushing to the outhouse.
Wear that mask.
And keep your social distance.

No matter how high one sits.
In the midst of a threatening pandemic.
Wear your mask.
And trust the scientists,
To wear your mask!