The Curse of Condemn

This moment in time is so topsy turvy it has everyone isolated in a tizzy of nervy
One and all is terror-stricken from this Coronavirus scurvey
as scientists frantically study and resurvey

One day we will win this battle of blight that invisibly lurks without odour or sight
Spreading like wildfire in the midst of it’s plight
Yet unity in humanity shall conquer this fight

Manmade is this monstrosity of mammoth mayhem that languishes our lungs with it’s infectious phlegm
from the far out of Mongolia to the banks of Bethlehem
Corvid-19 is a carastrophic curse of condemn