The Summer is hot
People congregate
The sun shines
People discuss their fate
The air is warm
People want fun
The wind is balmy
People want to run
Covid hides in the wings
Waiting for the Winter
It’s cold heart sings
As each day passes
It will strike again when ready
Its attack will be on the masses
Flu will welcome it in
Putting society in a spin
How do we fight it?
Maybe flu jabs for all
The world is on the edge
Are we all standing on the ledge?
Death is waiting
Humanity is skating
People stand together
Regardless of the weather
People must succeed
Or all must plead.