Dear virus you’re right
Our fate’s in our hands
Though you’ve stolen “the march”
For you we’ve a plan
We too have great legions
Though less so than you
But the challenge you have set us
Is one we won’t lose
Hard lessons we’ve learned
This is ever so true
For we’ve met your kind before
And great harm they caused too
But then as is now
We’re turning the tide
Very soon my dear Virus
It’ll be your turn to hide
But hide as you may
Your secrets we’ll learn
Each weakness you have
Is a screw we will turn
Until in the end
It is we who’ll “own you”
And just like your forebears
You’ll be history too.
Copyright Peter Hill 2021 All Rights Reserved
Areas of interest
This is in effect an open letter in response to my piece The Virus