Day 16 #NaPoWriMo

Hopefully, today’s (optional) prompt won’t expose you to controversy. Rather than encouraging minimalism, today we challenge you to write a poem of over-the-top compliments. Pick a person, place, or thing you love, and praise it in the most effusive way you can. Go for broke with metaphors, similes, and more. Need a little inspiration? Perhaps you’ll find it in the lyrics of Cole Porter’s “You’re The Top.”

Ode to a virus

16 April 20 0722

You magnificent mindless microbe

You have stopped the world

You have done what no human or country has ever done

Taken over our world

Our only hope is to join together

And that is unlikely

As we squabble you silence

As we bicker you strangle

As we argue you amplify

You weren’t even the most deadly

Yet you will be featured as Times Virus of the century

Our lips repeat the name we have given you

Yet you take no notice of your hosts

Your silence is your strongest weapon

How you have made us consider our lives

is what most will remember

if there are any of us left

We gained consciousness through a fungus

And now we experience our mortality through an invader

The one who invades our lungs

And causes us to shelter like primitives experiencing a storm

You are our storm

You are without regret or reason

You evolve as quick as lightening

And our attempts to destroy our world as the petulant toddlers we are

Can never match the devastation we are experiencing

Every corner of our world is touched

And we have yet to injure you

We have yet to understand you

If we survive, it will be your will that seems it so

As we pray to deaf gods and search with blinded eyes, covering our mouths with tattered cloth to protect us from you

We are not the masters of this world, and we bow to your magnificence

You alone have turned every country into a prison,

You alone have hardened our hearts

It is your time, may you fall as hard as we have one day

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