It lives on fear
It feeds on pain
It coverts tears
As a canker warm

Drawing it in
Is most a thought train
For as you think
It dances to your tune

It is named so many things
While it goes on a sovereign
In the earthly realm
For the power, it's being given

A tick of your skin
Makes one think
It is benign in us
With no solid proof

It drives people to the abysmal
It makes people Dutch in the lab
It keeps the strangers up all night
At the corners of the room

It's Covid-19
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