{"id":66748,"date":"2020-06-27T16:14:07","date_gmt":"2020-06-27T20:14:07","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/?p=66748"},"modified":"2020-06-28T04:58:16","modified_gmt":"2020-06-28T08:58:16","slug":"season-of-the-covid-hour-7-prompt-7","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/2020\/06\/season-of-the-covid-hour-7-prompt-7\/","title":{"rendered":"Season of the Covid &#8211; hour 7, prompt 7"},"content":{"rendered":"<p>Covid 19 is its name<\/p>\n<p>slithering snakelike is its game<\/p>\n<p>come from China, virus be<\/p>\n<p>has changed the world eternally<\/p>\n<p>some surfaces it stays for days<\/p>\n<p>infected breath, the devil plays<\/p>\n<p>the elderly, infirm it preys<\/p>\n<p>so we shut down economy<\/p>\n<p>inside houses, no more free<\/p>\n<p>and outside, only essentials be<\/p>\n<p>unless you have to shop, oh gee<\/p>\n<p>and then we found our shelves empty<\/p>\n<p>of soap and paper and TP<\/p>\n<p>and then New York and New Jersey<\/p>\n<p>numbers climbing, jumping so high<\/p>\n<p>like Freedom Tower touches the sky<\/p>\n<p>then slowly, shops they open more<\/p>\n<p>somewhat starts feeling like before<\/p>\n<p>but protesters, summer renters galore<\/p>\n<p>Memorial week, they crowd the shores<\/p>\n<p>and just like that, social distance<\/p>\n<p>was all ignored, people in a trance<\/p>\n<p>from growing bored inside their homes<\/p>\n<p>and baring teeth to see justice done<\/p>\n<p>now, stricter rules as spikes in cases<\/p>\n<p>sadden our once happy faces<\/p>\n<p>but you can\u2019t see the sad no more<\/p>\n<p>a mask hides that, In public and stores<\/p>\n<p>but in Covid numbers there\u2019s light<\/p>\n<p>recovery worldwide is 99 percent, that\u2019s right<\/p>\n<p>and maybe someday, after November<\/p>\n<p>we\u2019ll see no more Covid monster.<\/p>\n<p>&#8211; Sandra Johnson<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n<p>&nbsp;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>Covid 19 is its name slithering snakelike is its game come from China, virus be has changed the world eternally some surfaces it stays for days infected breath, the devil plays the elderly, infirm it preys so we shut down economy inside houses, no more&#8230;<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1299,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[7,1136],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-66748","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-marathon-poem","category-official-marathon-prompts"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66748","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1299"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=66748"}],"version-history":[{"count":3,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66748\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":74949,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/66748\/revisions\/74949"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=66748"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=66748"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/thepoetrymarathon.com\/blog\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=66748"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}