Covid Poem by Padmalochan Ray
Covid
Oh Million Murdering Death!
How long can you gallop?
Don't you see the Life,
Striding brave to fight.
See its arms and ammunition:
Millions of masks and gloves,
With quarantine and vaccination,
On confinement and isolation,
Yelling to stop your marauding spree.
Oh Million Murdering Death!
How dare you win
A war with the Mankind,
when Life stands at the beginning
and you're at the end.
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8/28/2026 8:30:39 AM # rel_20260827T145718Z_a0f1bd3
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