When you, Corona, came into my life,
Out of nowhere, perhaps from the shadows,
I, a poor foolish man,
Invited you in,
Now I'm regretting,
As my chest aches,
My lungs are being torn into pieces,
As you slowly kill me with your actions
Your ice cold hands,
Pierces deep into others heart,
Slowly, painfully, killing them
One by one
Under your hands, the whole world,
Filled with noise, pollution and ego,
Shakes terribly with fear,
The Earth slowly recovers from its damages,
As I lay in my hospital bed,
Gasping for my now dear oxygen,
I can hear the chirping of the birds,
The murmur of the gentle leaves,
And songs of nature.
I can see the rising sun spreading days of hope,
The soaring birds,
The pearl like moon,
And the lush green trees.
And through the window I saw,
At the parking lot,
An old vehicle, coated with dust,
When was the last time I saw the vehicles
Riding down the roads?
Looking out of the window,
Lost in thoughts,
A question came into my mind.
How did I meet you?
Was it at that market,
Or with that old man who died a week ago?
Now a sudden pain,
Attacks my lungs
When the clock, running out of battery,
In a lonely, isolated room,
Chimes slowly, knowing that it would die any minute,
You live, feeding on pain and misery
I can't see my beloved ones,
I can't talk to them,
You spread from me to them,
From them to others,
I watch as you build your kingdom,
Out of pain, misery, fear and death
Suddenly comes in a brave troop of soldiers,
Soaps and Sanitizers,
You struggle slowly
Under their arms
Before it was a war with canons,
But now it's a war with medicines,
Between life and death,
People struggle
We stand two metre apart,
Or buried two metre beneath
Wearing masks,
Cleaning hands with soap and water
You who brought destruction,
Who will tie you up?
The world stands still, but the time is still running,
Who will chain your hands?
