Fakeness Of Factuality Covid19 Poem by me poet yeps poet

May time replace the older ones
the time many now live in
is borrowed time
maybe over plus 80

Covid or not fear not the gift of birth
Death after normally presently @70
Life will not cease for humanity
once one has taken a long distant view
of a never ending horizon
of travelling into space and time
the eternal wilderness
where nothing but two meet and greet

nothingness and humility breathe
what to live by in memory
of Times factuality

Corona is not the ultimate
more will be born
many will grow
only digital time will advance
one day a man- human will be limited
to a minuscule digit
like a Morse code sent across galaxies

no one will ever know who we all were
newer generations will laugh for years
till when they too
to time become dears

fresher ones will arrive
so why Corona fear
it's not humans' last tear
more to come one will have to bear
so humans don't worry nor care

Covid 19 is also now dying as a common cold
this cures in seven days
without medicine it does in a week

so enjoy life
why live like a worm in a creek
be not so very meek
Mercy of the virus
do not ever seek