Corona
The Queen of death and destruction
Becoming a pandemic in this world injecting your spikes of poison. Stealing the very air that God breathed life into this world. Taking life after life. Not an ounce of compassion for humanity Your disruptive effects on the economy Disrupting the global supply of goods, making it harder for us to fight back. We beat the the great Depression what makes you think Queen we can’t beat you? To be a great nation again?
By Jet
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