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#WritcoPoemChallenge
#CoronaVirus
The days too eventually fell silent,
No sounds, not even by the crows,
All you already know
that when nobody answers we brethren are
in for a treat
everydays a look back
and I hope the forward retreats
Fear knocking on the doors,
trying to keep score
it's next hope for the galore and gore
when ya coverin' no hope
let them
y'all know
this shit ain't't no dope
and say what you had said
it's already been done
but Jesus walks my life
and I'm always his sacred son
or daughter
this evened the score
because we've always been here before
and it's not a bother
to take care of our sons and daughters
in the future you know I mean