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A poem about covid-19

The biggest worry

Is the smallest thing

A fragment of life’s molecular engine

Broken free and gone rogue

Come to destroy, break, imprison.

Lets pinch the pads of thumb and index finger,

Then separate gently to form a millimeter gap

Stop and look

And think …

I will divide this gap by one thousand

And taking the resultant shard,

I will divide it further into ten pieces

This is where you will find the virus

In its lair

In my mind I roll the poison phial

As if a pearl or diamond were there

Or a rosary

Savour the smallness

But no jewel, only unwelcome grit.

A gun’s cylinder with 100 chambers

And 2 bullets

Spin, hold the gun to your head and pull the trigger

Click, or your world explodes.

Or stay at home.

Breathing in, breathing out

The invasion comes by nose or mouth

it slips inside

Together we fight this war

Between this thing and all of us

But the real battle is fought hand to hand

It and me

It and you

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