While crossing by the roadway,
I see the lonely Covid-19 hospital
And pass through
Thinking of human life and its times.
Nobody is in the campus,
Sometimes the ambulances come
And go away,
Everything but under covers and wraps.
Wearing the masks and plastic jackets
They come out sometimes
The men on duty,
I do not know what is going on there.
A lonely Covid hospital,
Manless and deserted stands it there
With the patients coming and going sometimes
In ambulances.
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