What I see
Helpless folks filling the borders of streets,
Mortuaries receiving corpses exceeding its capacity,
The terrifying insecurity caused by a so-called Mr. Covid.
In a no time laps, graduated to be a universal enemy,
Waiting for the least opportunity, to break in and shut you down.
China, Italy, France, Africa, the world I see.
With the sick under the agony of uncertainty,
Chains of events quite unforeseen, devastating are their blow in the field.
Each counter-attack being an attempt to fix back the broken,
But at the end of the day, moment of silence for the cherished but fallen.
The fear of the unknown ravaging cities, countries.
Crowded airports but closed frontiers,
Actions guided by panic regardless of security,
Protective measure by man from man!
What an outcome for a considered joke at the very start.
What I see, what I choose to pursue and believe,
The Increasing recoveries all around and wins over the adversary.
Quarantined visionaries taking advantage of the chaos to develop new skills and come out stronger.
Prayer warriors standing on their faith, facing the storm with tremendous worship and no relief.
Humanity fighting as if it was its last ride, choosing life as a lifestyle.
This battle is mine, yours, ours.
For unfulfilled dreams, incomplete is our journey to leave.
Infection isn’t synonymous to condemnation,
Consistency following rules marks a step forward.
Uninvited Covid came and was made pandemic,
Unaware of human innate nature bearing hope as an endemic.
So indifferent of the night’s length, keep it in mind, The day…
“The day always avails.”