CORONA: The Satanic Guest
Posted on March. 16. 2020
Where have you been, Corona,
Hiding in Wuhan … China?
Maybe you’ve arrived, from another place…
Who knows from which muddy [space]!
Where have you been imprisoned… where
And how were you able to escape,
Touring around the world,
Traveling at rocket speed…untraced?
It seems very difficult to catch you
As you continue spitting on every face!
Someone must seal you in a test tube
From which you will never catch haze…
May we know soon who will be that hero
Sure to win the Nobel prize
To serve humanity from fatal crises
Which might recur, escaping chase…
After quarantining so many innocent lives,
Let so many wise elderly brains die
Creating fear and untreatable pains,
Putting the world in chains and chains.
We must burn your cycling waves.
Thus we pray to our old Sun-God,
Whom we’ve worshiped for decades:
With all goddesses to guide us in your light.
We are preparing your final grave
To which we must infinitely sear you there…
Firing your sickly-savage cells…
Never to see once again your claws, your face.
(C) SYLVA~MD~POETRY
March 16, 2020
Sylva Portoian,MD,MSc,MFPHM,FRCP.CH (UK) (Pediatrician & Poet)
Winner of The Carnegie Poetry Prize, Spring 2009
Twenty Historical Poetry Books in three languages globally.
and 10 medical articles in international journals including The Lancet.