A Crown

This is a nightmare, many people dying in a strange place.

There is a rumor traveling faster than lightning at its own pace. 

Swine and ebola have no guts to flaunt, they are getting tired and old

The flu Kingdom has a new king, swift and bold

It was born with a crown, with an intention to destroy

Keep yourself safe or it will bring off its ploy. 

Bats and bore have their own doubts, if it was first' soup or later's a fare

They say this a penalty of our own dare... 

I wonder if 2012 is near or this is just God's little smear 

Corona with its name has nothing to chill, 

Meeting up with perished is a new fear. 

As I sit here writing a poem, hundreds are gone thousands are crook

Chinese new year was just read on a book

No more worrying, one thing we should thrive

Life is not so fragile, we humans know how to survive.