The Virus that Separates Us
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"Before the crownvirus there were Monday and there were Tuesday, after the crownvirus every day are the same"
The Virus That Doesn't Stop.
The comparisons are always odious, but if we compare summer 2020 with summer 2019, if we except the animal suffering that has been avoided in the peoples of Spain, there is nothing good to highlight from the summer of the crownvirus, ruin, insecurity and isolation is the tonic common in any Spanish city, in Spain and any country in the world citizens are preparing to comply with the new global rules.
Of covid19 we know more than in March, but it is not really known yet everything that has to be known about a virus in order to fight it successfully. It is obvious that the virus exists, denying it is more foolishness of those who never accept the reality of things. It is not known where it comes from or how it has jumped into the human genome, it is known to attack everyone but that it usually affects the most depressed organisms, that its first symptoms can be mistaken for a flu, and that it often lethally attacks the organism until it is destroyed or left with serious aftermath.
Behind the deniers hide unconfessable causes with dark interests, and its motto in front of the pandemic is that the strongest survive, with those premises it is not surprising that in the first wave of the virus thousands of old people died among their own shit while shouting help locked in any room of any Spanish residence. The new normal is conflicted, to the irresponsibility of citizens we must add the physical and psychological breach of health workers, which has gone from applause at eight o'clock, to being singled out as stinking.
Spain is no different from the rest of the countries on the planet, in many places it is even worse, without health coverage the covid19 sufferers, when they do not die alone in their homes without anyone to attend to them, they die on the streets like infected dogs.
When walks death,
is the disease
and pain cove the earth.
The virus is not in the air,
nor on the streets of the city,
the virus is in the gritty,
in the mouth, in the spitty and
in the salt of the pity.
When life in breath,
in the hope
by the horizon of creath.
The Virus that Separates Us.
The deniers claim that covid19 is led by the new world order, but the present is now, and now the real thing is not the nanoweapons of mass destruction that Iraq supposedly stored, the real thing is the virus that closes us and keeps sowing the land of the dead, and the only known weapons are in the hands of science, and in science we must trust, sometimes for good and sometimes for evil, but science has been and will always be an engine of evolution and progress for humanity.
The new world order requires a global parliament made up of the most important personalities on the international scene enacting global and just laws for any country, condemning old customs that undermine the dignity and integrity of people. But a world where races and ethnicities in the same country hate themselves to death, it is impossible to achieve that much-needed global hegemony for Earthen unification.
A flute piper's lips
like an only child
care is rainforest
Like sunshine unhindered
reason&happiness exudes
from his rare ink brooks
Many seekers waits a drop
like earth's dust VVLL is at home
fruit's minding not race or color...
Wharfing through all lungs
healing seekers of Gilead's balm
freely his quivers spews unflinching
From my leaking forest Hut
inclined decrepit bones fetches
nostalgia of your lucid apt lines
You adore not Flattery's vanity
none at all converge here perched
but better than wreath obscured
Thanks to the gods of Africa
for worthy pen...son
gush on your stream for humanity.
Ndubuisi Josiah. 2020 Tales.
Although the world is the usual, the crownvirus makes everything different, and buying, walking, working, studying or relating today are high-risk practices.
"Before the crownvirus in the streets there were parties, there were bars, after the crownvirus the streets are deserted, in the shops and in the bars there is no one for consumption"
The Virus That Doesn't Stop.
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