A Lonely Little Plague
The Black Death was a sad little boy. He'd no friends, no family, or neighbours. He met with rats, they liked him lots, their hearts sure did belabour. They spread the word, and soon they carried, A…
bubonic plague is one of the most explored themes on Power Poetry, where young poets share their authentic voices and lived experiences. The 2 poems below range from raw first drafts to carefully crafted works — each one a window into how a young writer sees bubonic plague in their life. Whether you're looking for inspiration, connection, or just want to know you're not alone, start reading and see what resonates.
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