Sanitizer smells like alcohol or simply; spirit
blessed is the peace the manufacturers had
making a resemblance of hate with love in it
It enters worship places coz its not that bad
Its misused. Specifically Customs and Mpondwe, then come to Nyabugando and Bwera
these are twin inseparable towns, even a kid knows searching Opera
The manufacturers did what i need to call a great job so sensible
their full names and pics should be placed on billboards in towns if possible
At least a rose-mary-flower even though its a sanitizer
And necessarily alcohol alike inside and out? Whole or portion?
And that i need to sanitize Monday to Monday even after the great Pfizer
or the mighty mRNA, or Oxford-AstraZenec or the friendly Johnson and Johnson?
Infection control is in your hands anyway
Who knows what your hands might touch
I use less of it so to say
If using it a lot would know it much.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem