Always on the prowl,
Oh, gory death
Searching for ways foul
To surreptitiously snatch a breath

With a colossal appetite
Insatiable in its usual fill,
Now feeds on mortal’s plight
Breeding corona for cheap thrill

Indiscriminate in choice of the palate
Devouring young and old alike
By infesting scores through secret ballot
Mayhem in households strike

Rejoicing in human upheaval
Has been its horrid hallmark
Unleashing epidemics since time medieval
To plunge the world in times so stark

On a mission intrinsically so inhumane
Wielding a vice-like grip on mankind,
Brazenly disrupting the familial chain
contrarily inhabiting cemeteries un-designed.

Battling unprecedented jolt at length
Although the world has resigned
Yet death, in a show of strength
Through new mutants continues its grind

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