Alas! A pandemic on earth;
Spread over the earth like a counterpane
And feasts with no respect for personality.
Has the end come?
What manner of pandemic is this
That humiliated the world powers
And buried the head of idolised humans?
Has the end come?
Alas! A pandemic on earth.
The rich live in fear;
The proud ones became wingless.
Has the end come?
What shall I do to protect myself against thee?
Shall I turn hand washing to ritual?
Shall I humble myself before the creator?
Has the end come?
Alas! A pandemic on earth
Whose effect will soon become history
And trigger man to prepare his life's account.
Has the end come?
Copyright 2020 Ejire Michael
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Alas! A pandemic on earth. The rich live in fear; The proud ones became wingless. Has the end come? somany say this is the end. so many die. the poor die everywhere. many commit suicide. thank u for this poem, dear poet. tony