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Aug 2021
By: Cedric McClester

He died from what he believed in
The disease
He couldn’t conceive when
He was covid free
It was hard for him to see
What would sadly come to be
Now his family is on bended knees
Pleading, “ Lawd have mercy please!”

There are none so blind as
Those who will not see
That this dreaded disease
Doesn't really have to be
Millions upon millions are now
Covid free
Who vaccinated judiciously
Just like dumb me

Millions more clearly need ‘em
But far be it for me
To impede their freedom
I only hope I’m able to
Succeed ‘em
By listening to good advisors
And like others heed them
The warning signs are there for us to read .em

A stitch in time
They say saves nine
So how many more
More must we watch dying?
From Covid -19
Or its new variant
Ya know what I mean?
I’ve blown my clarion

Cedric McClester, Copyright © 2021.  All rights  reserved
Written by
Cedric McClester  New York, New York
(New York, New York)   
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   MS Anjaan
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