VILE BUG
A virus from the subcontinent, well populated, 
transformed all other regions into sub regions.
Of course, it suits the apocalyptic prophesies,
and does it all, to undermine forewarnings.

It sole course is the new order.
It targets figures to look impetuous.
But the upcoming must not undermine its rage.
It does not spare he who dares challenge its might.

Quarantined! Stay safe! Stay home! Save lives!
It comes with songs.
Of course, its moves with a crest and deserves praises,
to meander its tributaries.
For it has to be unsparingly ubiquitous. 

It imposes the queue on its challengers,
and sends them to the vineyard of tears
for it hates contenders.
and abhors overage
but cherishes infancy.

It enacts new world order
then the overage submit their cubicles
and the new blooms taste the summit of light.
 
The bug names itself Covid-19
but sparingly makes friends with 20 and 30
with the condition, ‘spare the contest!’
Or face the rage of the bug’s venom.

Its preys the 40s for their fragility 
and lack of calcium.
Ah! Their hearts often harbor cardiac arrest.
Yes! Call it the crown-virus if you don't mind.

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Musa Aruna Chemnchu is a PhD researcher in the University of Bamenda. He teaches English and Literature in English in Government Bilingual High School Downtown-Bamenda. He is interested in Cultural Studies, Black British Literature and Diasporic Studies. He has written a close range of poems on contemporary subjects, related to the preceding fields of studies. However, these poems are yet to be published.  

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