Cleaning up the broken glass.
No preventive measures taken.
Sorry if I come off abrasive.
But we can do better.
The science has been out there for years about how to slow the spread of disease.
This is not our first pandemic.
A society ignoring what doctors say.
Is a sign decay.
A society who cares so little about their children.
Shouldn't have them in the first place.
There is no excuse you can come up worth the risk.
8 percent is not and acceptable number.
schooling is the easiest answer.
We must slow the course and endure some simple sacrifices.
The masked men come marching.
The masked women come marching.
The masked children come marching.
Marching torwards the right feel safe.
The invisible contagion.
Will it pick you?
Will you choose to save a life?
Please mask up and social distance.
Protect me and I will protect you.
Do your part, I will do mine, or watch your loved ones get seriously ill and possibly die.
It's simple as that.
A very good, clear and embracing poem. Excellently written! Socially and humanly correct and beautiful. Grateful.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A well authored poem. Simply excellent...10++¥+