In every heart there grows a fear of death

And the mask we see is innocent by looks

But can carry a stigma of the corona virus

As all else fades before it’s silent inferno.

Just a touch is all it needs to cling to you,

Friends or foe can induct as you gather

At parties to think you are immune

Till you get infected to spread the crisis.

Droplets around the infected, cause, spiral

A three sixty spread, you add to the chain.

Stay put at home and break this death link

If not you, wish other may live due to you.