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No Live 19 By Emma McGuire Covid-19, or should I say no live 19, First you take our lungs--then you take our life. We’re trapped inside with nothing, But outside isn’t much better, Our life is like a feather, Frail and exciting to see, But one wrong move it could all float away. We leave the place we are protected just to buy food. We risk our lives for toilet paper and bread. We’ve run out of gloves and face masks. The one thing that could save us; gone. We don’t have vaccines, Death has overtaken, people need answers scientists don’t have. When will this end? We can’t take much more. Will it be me next? Covid-19, or should I say no live 19.
Artwork by Sadie Waggerman
