All Is So Mute Poem by Richard Wlodarski

All Is So Mute

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The sun also rises
As the death mount still soars
The birds also sing
As choirs die out
The saint still preaches
As devils party
The homeless still starve
As the rich pig out
Death is still born
As life goes on

Wednesday, May 27, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: life and death,virus
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Mahtab Bangalee 27 May 2020

day is as usual night is as usual sun, moon........ everything is as usual but the panic for the virus is abnormal! ! !

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