Miss corona

Shine bright in your home sized jail

Wailing out for change

Change the president

A president who refuses to comfort

Comfort the screams of the fearful

Fearful about their future

A future dictated by miss corona

Corona beers try to mellow the flames

Flames created by the wait

Waiting to get our needs

Needing the money and freedom to breathe

But breathe on miss corona

Get a new leader in office

This poem is about: 
My country
Our world

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