The Grim Reaper

Empty buses trundling by –
I watch from my balcony
and sigh –
Empty shops –
Empty roads –
Eerily apocalyptic –
A war zone –
No bombs dropping
from the sky –
Tis a silent creeper –
This grim reaper –
Wearing the mask of a clown –
Atishoo Atishoo –
We all fall down –

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