March 2020 by Flying Stone
Verse 1
Virus…
Making some
Of us tide up their place
Making some
Environmental crime take a break
Making some
Get closer to each other without touch
Making some
Face mobbing of a very different kind
Verse 2
Virus…
Some will shake their heads
In the face of ignorance
Some will have to struggle
For to earn their daily life
Some will loose their mind
Some will loose their hope
Some will pass away
From isolation or despair
Epilog
Virus…
Does not follow human rules
Borders, interests and emotions
Taken many of our loved ones
And the freedom of to move
Brings us closer without touch
Makes us help those most at risk
How creative we can be
Will it cause a real change?
© 2020 Flying Stone