still spreading around
mister corona virus
you just don't seem to be
slowing down
summer
winter fall and spring
mister corona virus
you are
still doing your thing
looks like
you have come to stay
don't seem like
you are ever going away
being hostages
is something that
we never wanted to be
mister corona virus
you just won't let our poor heart
be at peace
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem