Covid Christmas

I still entertain an idea

A notion most heinous and vile

The thought of the concept

so evil to most

No poem could make it worthwhile

The sickest of all propositions

An offer unruly and cruel

May children not hear of such malice,

eerie and callous

What dastardly rule

None will accept the proposal

Bound to reject my affair

Maybe if patents for vaccines were public

this Christmas would meet us with care

But patents will always be patents

And profits dictate the command

The people expect you to take over family

business so I understand