Yes, this enemy gives a hard time
To the whole world; the disarray is quite total;
We are trying to find out who is better to put in order
To avoid an even more fatal issue!
Some, more discreet, have remained open-mouthed;
Others, always more arrogant, may speak,
They did not laugh; quickly, they would have brandished the sword
If it was a small country to hammer.
Ah! They would go, if it was a simple war,
Behave like maestros of the universe
And, to exploit the treasures of this earth,
Deploy their machines wrongly and through.
Against an assassin occupying all places
In the world; and, at least, if it does not cause the fall
Of the so-called powerful, it shows them as clumsy!
No time for pride and animosity!
L opponent is global; it is necessary quickly
To fight it act in perfect unity
And find together a sacred medicine.
It does not matter where this remedy comes from: Africa,
The Caribbean, Cuba , Haiti, China,
Asia, Oceania, Europe or America,
All of us will have to accept it and give up.
Everyone does get out of his vast repertoire
Against the damned treatment agent;
Without even checking it in the laboratory,
We know that he cures the patient in a moment.
Perhaps , it must be scientifically tested
Against these frenzied and invisible rivals
A mixture based on orthoboric acid
Who knows how to eliminate harmful insects!
This virus is evil century and year!
Some, in their wisdom and deep reflection,
Like my mom, see the prophecy preached e
For a long time: it is, according to them, the end of the world
To think thus they may be right;
The death knell sounds loud, and the atmosphere is gloomy;
Certainly, it is not every season
That countries see the same thing at the same time
Other evils, such as typho or ebola,
Tuberculosis or better malnutrition,
Or cholera, to name a few,
Have been the lot of certain nations!
But when, the space of a few brief weeks,
Everywhere, we let so many people die
And we close the doors in all areas,
We can think that all of us will perish!
To try to escape this great misfortune,
People, yesterday normal, are now playing smart:
Believing that corona is afraid of the heat,
They always have their cups of tea on hand.
If we pay attention, according to an old adage,
This does not at all mean that we are cowards,
And many people think it is rather wise [Totaketheirmagicpotionstirelessly
From now on, people have all become clean:
Throughout the day, they wash their hands;
Even those who were among the most messy,
For the moment, often take baths.
Oh! please don't burn your skin
By dint of wanting to destroy the virus well
Using chemicals and water
Because a burnt skin can also harm!
Ah no! a global evil is not “never seen”,
But it's been over a hundred years according to history;
And our generation, caught off guard,
Has great difficulty in managing its setbacks.
My poem today will be proof
That nothing is new when these moments of cockroach
Will put the whole world to the test again
Fifty years or another century later.
The world will remain strange forever;
Out of a desire to keep social distance,
We no longer join hands; and, now,
Humanity has become anti-social!
Sometimes it looks like a weird festival:
People wear gloves and are all masked, [AsinthedaysofMardiGrasandCarnival
To avoid being caught by the virus.
The time of the “hippie”, despite himself, resurfaces,
The when long hair was fashionable;
Hairdressers, too, have deserted their place,
The corona having made everything inconvenient.
Oh! the man now has a blue fear of the man:
In order to avoid the other, we packed his bags,
And, carrying a load like beasts of burden,
We emptied all places, even churches!
Ah! if there was a safe place to go
To hide, they would all have shown their heels,
To go and seek refuge and settle there …
All, people from huts like those from the big salons!
However, after the rain, it's still good weather!
A light will sweep the darkness
Nights without stars of this cursed spring
To finally revive life this summer!
Meanwhile, the whole world is contaminated;
The right choice is to stay at home, confined.
Whether you are a young person, an adult or a new one -born,
We are all captive in a poisoned world!
(Text written in March 2020 by Egbert Personnat)