Saturday, March 28, 2020

Corona


 RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES


Corona

I respect words
I resent having a word burned into my
consciousness without my consent
I resent words being redefined with a
mark of death to the end of time

Corona
A crown
The blazing crown of the sun
The king of beers
Cerveza mas fina

What was once innocent and refreshing
is now and forever stained with
Deadly sickness hospitals and quarantine

Never again can we say corona
without conjuring an image of
destitution and plague

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