Half an hour left to get nasty,
The roads become dusty,
The police become naughty.
I see a young man running,
definitely not an evening exercise,
in efforts no to compromise,
a previous beating through canning.
Its now 1845,
Everybody looks busy like a bee in a hive,
In haste just to survive,
You can miss COVID-19 but you have to be home to stay alive.
Police brutality is real,
Some survive yet they cant heal,
we must call it our to deal,
Lest your turn you be served the same meal.
Wash your hands with running water and soap,
Stay alive to spread the hope,
COVID-19 is a passing wind we will cope,
Its now 1900 hours i must Stop.
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