King of diseases, we beg you for your liberty,
Please leave us from your dangerous malady.
You have taken lives of many body,
But not for long it will steady.
You will get chained soon,
Until the set of the moon.
Your birthplace was Wuhan, and you spread everywhere,
Now there's places where you are, nowhere;
We will try our maximum to arrest you,
That then you will never get out of the slam.
Beware you malady you may be king, but we will not be your slaves.
Even if you win, yet we will not be a loser,
But crushing your thoughts,
And throwing you to slaughter.
You might be strong,
But not for long.
Remember I swear that the next generation will never hear the name Corona.
