Sunday 2 February 2020

Behind the Mask

Does death lurk in the air we breathe?
A virus that shows no reprieve
Its heartbeat deep on China soil
Threatens many lives to spoil…

No crowning glory this corona
A stealthy, non-regal persona
QUANTAS curbs the traffic flow
As Wuhan students come and go…

Quarantine is now imposed;
Christmas Island waits for those
Who have to cool their heels two weeks
As the illness level peaks …

World travel means Pandora’s box
Cracks wide open, breaking locks
The virus, unseen, a leap takes
And an emergency creates…

No vaccine yet – how do we cope?
Containment offers fragile hope
As stocks of face masks fly off shelves
And people fight to save themselves…

(c) Poet in the woods 2020


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