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Maria do Sameiro Barroso Portugal

CORONA SONGS

I

I know no name, just hidden faces

taking over the ethereal gardens 

of happiness, beauty and innocent faith.

I know no name, no shade to blame.

Once, they say, bats spread their nighty flight,

poison flew in dirty cages,

and the days grew dark with people paralysed 

by impotence and fear.

I know no name, no face, no real insight,

just masks, shields, gloves, 

overall protection

trying to stop the winds of chaos,

the pestilence spread from animal blood 

and human juices hoovering the world 

in obstructed lungs;

life asphyxiating in spiked Corona poisons.

I know no face, no word, no magic charm,

I see no way to clean the world,

this haunted place of contaminated droplets, 

exhausted faces 

and luminous skies of hope and solidarity 

shining in the iridescent gloom 

of unprecedented war.