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It was December 2019
And the sun made us remember
We looked at the number
And were thankful for all that hunger

What we didn’t see was the anger
We thought it would only be China
Smiling away like we were unreachable from its hammer
Until the storm came with thunder

We locked ourselves in our corners
Believing that when we hide under our warmers
It’ll bolt away like a runner
But it came back like a toddler
Who forgot its toy on our sofa

The counts are getting higher
Each day, a home loses a number
Because someone goes into eternal slumber

But the rulers are gamblers
Selfishness is their charmer
On the screens they are liars
They guide us to the slaughterer
Still saying they’re our carers


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Ken is a leadership Motivation, Strategy and Personal Development Writer, Blogger and Speaker. He writes for a number of magazines and blogs. He is also a mentor and published author of several books.

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