RANDOM JACK POETRY HOUR: CORONAVIRUS SERIES
Bodies in the Ganges
Bodies float down the Ganges
By the dozens by the scores
The result of too many corpses
To bury or burn and mourn
Take care it does not happen here
It can and surely will
If we do not heed the warnings
Our cemeteries will be filled
We have declared victory
Just as India and Brazil did
They opened the doors of commerce
They took the highest bids
Now there are bodies in the Ganges
There are loved ones left forlorn
And there are leaders in Mumbai
Whom the people have come to scorn
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