Soon the storm quickly gathered
All systems are torn and battered
Lungs laden with phlegm’s heavy load
So, my hearts sunk with the road
Life is empty, and I am all alone
And I am annoyed to the bone
That all things under the sky below
Got soaked, the reasons, I now know
I wanted help with my leaky boat
But the good doctor had left with his coat
A steady groan is caught in my throat
Now is not the time to wish I can float
This is probably the last night
I will ever again see the light
My immune system has gone haywire
Inflammation has set my lungs on fire
Unafraid of Covid, I was very bold
But my shell can now feel the cold
The warm air feels chilly against my skin
My breath is too weak to hold my chagrin
The ICU family members look on
They were boosted, but I was their thorn
They watched with sadness in their eyes
They recalled I rode the airwaves in the skies
Now my time is running out
I have lost my flimsy clout
I do not have any time left
Alas, I feel my lonely life bereft
So, before you go, I would let you know
This is my last testament from down below
Kindly choose safety and do not roam!
Avoid that sad rest at the funeral home!
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