Fear And Will Poem by Ojok Isaac

Fear And Will



Coronavirus carries waves of fears
Death death death death death death
I feel that rolling balls of tears
Free air but it was shortness of breath

If the mind is conquered by fear
Soon the body will gently tear

Let's make it our will
To stop COVID 19 with all our might
Do you agree, "yes, deal"
Feel happy, stay home day and night

Don't give in though you're infected
With will, quick recovery is expected

Let's enjoy washing hands
And joke to your face, "I'll not touch you"
And never do it even just ones
Don't be taken by fear, but you must do

COVID has got no legs, it's lame
Stay home, don't be its legs, that's the game.

Sunday, March 29, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,sickness
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