The whole “roses are red” thing is such an overused trope. There’s no law that says all poems MUST start with this pointless observation. If people could only substitute that throw-away opening line for something more innovative and clever, it would elevate everyone’s poetry game.
That being said, I appreciate the public health references in this prose. The only problem is… he’s got it all wrong. Just because you’re currently healthy, doesn’t mean you’re not carrying the virus (or any other virus or bacteria for that matter). And the only way you would be building up resistance is if you’ve had it and then got better.
Unless you’re talking about a metaphorical resistance. To isolation? To this administration’s bullshit? To your roommate’s cat?
Not bad. But I can only give you a C+. I want to grade you higher, but factually incorrect information can kill.
Love in the Time of COVID 