The Virus Poem by Nassy Fesharaki

The Virus

Tied I am on both sides
With claims that are lies
And cut me into parts…

The rich are after wealth
And the poor after health
Neither one, ever gets.

Feel sad for those like me,
Hard pressed under feet!

Politicians and cheaters
Are many, everywhere
With dirty foxy ways…

Cry like crocodile
To catch our simple hearts,
They blame each other
Non-stop, and exchange:
"Is of WHO and China,
No, it is of White House."

I hate loudspeakers:
"Restart business! "

What about love and care?
What about human?
What about sweethearts?
Tell me what, what is what?

Blood has filled my eyes
Since we ended losers
In this game of poker
Played by politicians!

Honestly am tired:
China is best!
America first!

What about the virus?
Did you do anything?