Corona is a dictator
With global dominance;
What man may speak of anything but
Its universal preponderance.
The Neros, Hitlers, Stalins
They were but limited ghouls;
Corona’s colossal nothingness
All states and nations rules.
Is there a something from whose womb
This nothingness has birth?
Is nothingness an idea
Destined to suck in the earth?
Recall what the Bard once quilled–
“nothing is but what is not”;
So, how do our arsenals defeat
What is not even a dot?
I wonder what Corona feels,
And whether it has a brain;
Does it smile when mighty ones
Fall to its invisible reign?
Is Corona the Nirvana
Of which the wise one hinted?
Come, Corona, talk to us
That the dollar has demented.
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