Rate Has No Face Poem by Dorsey Baker
Rate Has No Face
Come heavy weight!
Of too many salty years
False face prophet
Empty promise
Ageless history
Fly boomer rang effect!
Graves of dead
Deathbed of dying
Worldwide monster come
From unknowing
And unknown
Attacking us
With a
Very deadly poison!
Attempting to
Wipe us out
The face of the earth
Wearing no disguise
It's disgrace!
Just a broken body
Full of fears!
Weak and trembling!
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7/26/2025 9:43:51 AM # 1.0.0
Covid? Yeah its wreaking havoc