Pandemic

• Archie Ke, Grade 4
• Poetry
• 2021

It tries to get you
and you have no clue.
It reaches out to you.
If only you knew.
It infects many people,
smaller than a beetle.
Shouldn’t it be called something worse like a fatal virus?
Oh, it is such a tremendous crisis.
It kills many people every single day,
and it never has any type of delay.
It multiplies more than a fire,
even if it’s at its very own desire.
Murder is nothing compared to this
as it is worse than falling into an ocean abyss.
So isolated...
Soon, you’ll become devastated.