The Wuhan ant whom flies without flight
Came and mask men with spray of perfumes

Hug not but use bumps; sneeze not but stay indoor
Stay far and disinfect all; make sure, you chasten your palm

Dusk to dawn curfew is covid
To trample our entrenched rights in our cells

No way to go back, for the path is blocked
No way to plea in the temple, for cybergoth is the way

Now we know, covid was born at Wuhan in 2019
Strain; palliative is hunger virus in 2020