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The Coronavirus: Changing the World As We Know It
People around the world are currently living in fear and panic as this new and deadly virus spreads and multiplies from country to country. international travel is at a standstill, borders are closed, even local domestic travel is restricted. Businesses like restaurants, bars, places of worship and other public meeting places are closed. Public transport has been halted or restricted and any social gathering discouraged or limited and people told to stay at home if possible. The world as we know it is changing, and that's a fact.
Almost every news headline, on TV, the Internet (including HubPages), radio and newspapers (if anyone still reads them) is about the coronavirus. Yes, it is a concern and I am not downplaying that, but all this stress and panic, in fact, lowers our immune system and makes us even more susceptible to this virus. With that in mind, I thought a little humour to try and lighten the situation was in store. With that said, I hope you enjoy my poem "I Hate This Coronavirus!"
Our culture made a virtue of living only as extroverts. We discouraged the inner journey, the quest for a center. So we lost our center and have to find it again.— Anaïs Nin
I Hate This Coronavirus!
I hate this coronavirus,
It really makes me sick.
I’m practicing good hygiene
And my trips to town are quick.
I’m obeying social distancing,
I blow kisses to my wife,
Wash my hands ten times a day,
And just try to live my life.
We’ve stocked our shelves with cans of food
And essentials that we’ll need,
Enough loo paper for a year
To beat other shoppers’ greed.
I wear a mask and gloves and shit
Whenever I’m in public,
And feel like Marcus Welby
In a panic filled republic.
My favourite restaurant is closed
And so is the church and gym.
A friend dropped by the other day
So, I shared a beer with him.
Well, more than just one beer I guess,
It was probably more like ten.
I know you’ll say “that’s risky,” and I should take more care
But I wanted to be sociable and not insult my friend.
The next day I felt horrid,
With a headache and a cough.
The toilet paper took a hit,
I’m glad I had enough.
Despite all the precautions
I’ve got the virus bad.
No more Corona beers for me,
My life will be so sad.
Home is a shelter from storms-all sorts of storms.— William J. Bennett
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