It cages men like parrots
It teaches non-health workers how to stay sainted
It teaches doctors maths
It distances the hand from head-holes
It shows father daylight's face to children
It chases men from Holy Homes
It preaches honest-bred leadership to the hears of African mobs
It invigorates facemasks makers
It snatches job from wenches
It plants boredom in world-walkers
It activates remote mode for workers
It opens room for spammers
It collects from the blessed to the denied
It gives newspapers headlines
It helps developers finish their projects
It helps writers fill their blank pages.
Coronavirus is doing jobs;
It's falling men like leaves.
Coronavirus Is Doing Jobs
Rasheed Ibraheem Akande
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 05/09/2020
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Poem topics: children, father, world, head, health, room, stay, face, holy, african, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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