Poem -

For Whom The Bells Toll.

Church bells toll.
Ambience as dark as coal.
Death does speak.
It's voice is heard by the sick and weak.
A plague from hell.
Comes without a warning bell.
People die.
There contagious bodies deadly lie.
Others cough splutter and scream.
All around a nightmarish dream.
For most this is the end.
This evil plague the devil did send.
Church bells toll.
Ambience as dark as coal.
 

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