It's Covid Hospital
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By the roadside
See I the Covid hospital
Solitary and deserted
Sometimes do come the ambulances
And go away,
I do not
Who comes in,
Who goes out
In all plastic,
Coming as patients,
Moving out as dead bodies.
But crossing it
Sometimes do think I,
Is it that one day I too may be a patient
To be lifted to be brought here,
God forbid,
But who has seen the future,
What lies it waiting for whom,
Who can but say it?
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