Blame Not The Bat

They roam the night

when it is pitch black.

Their prey is small and light.

But, the Chiroptera sneaks attack.

Echo locate power with wings,

the spooky creature sings.

With novel viruses to tote and haul;

a 200 chirp per second to ping and call.

It has military-grade machinery;

to map the world around and confirm.

It unleashes Covid-19 on the scenery.

A million lives were cut to end term.

Don't blame the bat in spite,

It bats around for a living at night.

It generates a higher body heat; a virus to smite,

In-flight, the viruses slip the fight.

From the peep of dawn, Covid-19 sways its patrol.

This novel virus disease has us under full control.

Politics tripped the inexperienced with their messes.

The ninny despot and his horsemen muss the masses.