Lord Byron Considers The Coronavirus Epidemic Poem by Alan Sandham
Lord Byron Considers The Coronavirus Epidemic
The infection came along just like catching a cold,
Caught by the poor, and the young, and the old,
The soaps used to battle it were rapidly sold,
And the hand-cleansers cornered by those seeking gold;
But pestilence smites down the worst and the best,
And strikes at the greedy, like all of the rest.
Thursday, April 2, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: greed
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Byron's Destruction of Sennacherib just seemed the obvious form for this rhyme; choose your own Assyrian coming "down like a wolf on the fold".
READ THIS POEM IN OTHER LANGUAGES
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Poems By Alan Sandham
Best Poems
Best Member Poems
Best Classical Poems
New Poems
New Poets
Best Member Poets
Best Classical Poets
Explore Poems
Explore Poets
Poem Of The Day
Love Poems
Baby Poems
Death Poems
Sad Poems
Birthday Poems
Wedding Poems
Nature Poems
Sorry Poems
Hero Poems
Poetry E-Books
Delivering Poems Around The World
Poems are the property of their respective owners. All information has been reproduced here for educational and informational purposes to benefit site visitors, and is provided at no charge...
5/21/2024 12:01:16 AM # 1.0.0.1119
