Starvation
After the coronavirus, if it ends (have my doubt)
the next problem will be worldwide hunger.
Wine estates were eradicated for planting potatoes
rice and carrots.
Dogs, cats and pigeons will disappear, eaten by
the starving people.
Roasted mice were a delicatessen in Roma time
it can be an appetizer again.
Fried insects with onion on Sunday.
There will be no obese people in the USA
the president will rule forever as a democracy
is set aside when time is hard.
Sir Richard will sit on his island, starving
no taxpayer will help him out.
It may not come to this, but food prices will
shoot up and the petrol dollar, obsolete.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem