COVID-19
Life has been felt as death unfolds, And death has truly been seen as life revolves. As now i can see the true nature of this agent in a mirror, Like the Trident of a Trojan warrior, Seeking for the seat of a throne. II She poised into every living thing, Scooped the minds of objects, Hoping to end the terrace of human by a simple touch through her infirmities. III She claims to be the death that rises from the life in human, And the very life that separates the dead from the living, She proves to be the unburied death resurrecting back to life. IV But then the adherent of this realm believes That you can only get saved by simple ablution and social distancing, To turn off foes and friends waiting not to see the humor on their faces. Parent against their children in no desire to see their return from their sojourned lands. V Indeed, the scent of nature has turned against human, For they could not inhale the breeze by the mask they carry. She is the true entity beyond the world of forms. VI She is the religion that is strong enough to shut down any other form of beliefs, The perfect gestures stronger than the heart warming hand shakes and hugs, The very culture that unites all nations irrespective of their tribes and creeds, She is Covid-19 and she is a Virus! . Thomas Oluwatosin © Fearless Lines
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