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Yesterday’s Science-Fiction

Yesterday’s Science-Fiction

“Yesterday’s Science-Fiction”, has become today’s reality;
With this world wide pandemic, that we thought would never be!
But Coronavirus is attacking us, and people all around the Earth;
Are dying from its deadliness, vaccines at dire dearth!
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It’s victims have no age range, from ninety-three to barely one;
With deaths multiplying daily, for it’s only just begun!
Multitudes of brave responders, who tried to help the ill;
Have also fallen to its tenacity, and them, it too has killed!
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Many countries are now in quarantine, go not in public unless you must;
Separate yourselves from others, or we all will end up dust!
Can we overcome this heartless demon, only time can tell;
Is mankind doomed to extinction, or can we stop Fate’s deadly knell!
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Fiction of the past
Which we thought implausible
Is now upon us

 

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Nine Eleven

I wish your poem was fiction Larry, I am so stressed and so very sad that death walks amongst us, he has taken the form of the invisible, an unseen spec of dust, all our weapons, all our military might, useless.

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Larry Ran

My Dear Friend Gerard,

I am with you, Brother, stressed and depressed, fearing that the World as we have known it, will never be the same again!

"an unseen spec of dust, all our weapons, all our military might, useless."
This is a brilliant example of, what I feel, is the epitome of an oxymoron.

Stay safe and healthy.  Maybe somehow, this monster will be defeated.

All my love,
Larry xxx

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