A brand new morning
without job
a brand new dream
without hope.
whatever, what will i say now?
jobless man with empty pocket.
many people are now like me
in this world
for this corona virus.
i would like to say this virus
job cutter.
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I would like to translate this poem
i would like to say this virus job cutter....yes NCoV-19 Destroyer of life, dream , hope.....everything