Were you sentenced by  poverty

To die by one of  two—

Corona gasp or hunger pang,

Which one would you?

 

Do not for Corona opt,

It is not your own;

A rip of hunger in your gut

You have always known.

 

Besides, they would not let you die

If for Corona you would settle;

Their own fear would ensure

You are sent to some hospital.

 

Hunger has integrity,

It is intimate

And personal beyond their reach

To  your gut and pate.

 

However the world turns upside down,

Hunger will never the well-fed hit;

You would have saved them from infection,

And made noble your exit.

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