RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES
Mutation
Just when we thought
It would come to an end
Here comes a mutation
And the message it sends
Lock down your business
Get back in you homes
Two Horsemen are riding
Begin a new tome
Will there come three?
Will there come four?
The people are frightened
Scared to the core
Is there no mercy?
No help from above?
Have we run out of chances?
Is there no love?
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