From the land of the rising Sun to Big Apple. A micro agent infuses fear as Still waters run deep.
As the weather is changing and Cruise Ships remain offshore. The venom is very strong for the hearts to grow cold.
Do not spit in the wind or call a spade a big spoon. For the plague is very real and it burns like fire.
Locking down developed Nations. We are all at war. Age is not just a number as the calamity claims vulnerable at stake.
While WHO outlines guide line of conduct to salvation, Overworking medical teams struggle for a dawn of better days.
Covid-19
Ibrahim Mwafrika
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Poem topics: fear, fire, sun, war, weather, wind, deep, real, guide, strong, apple, cold, remain, struggle, salvation, dawn, calamity, Print This Poem , Rhyme Scheme
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Joel musembei: This is absolutely valid.
Good work Mr Ibrahim.
Can he get support to further this initiative?
Blessing T Masenga: Profound work.Well worked on.
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