New Normal Poem by Martin Greyford

Everything seemed down and dull,
Everyone kept wandering about and around,
Everybody was preparing for the worst,
'Could this be the end or what? '

Amidst the pandemonium,
The mighty were falling,
All nations shut their borders,
Every business must be closed,
Every gathering must be shunned,
All interactions must be spaced,
All nose must be covered and
Simple hand washing was said to be a way out.

Life became a war front,
Living between days and nights
Between rumors and news,
Between truth and false,
Between Life and dealth.

Scores were taken like it was the Olympics,
All seers suddenly lost sight,
Alas! Heaven spoke to no one again,
Some lost loved ones,
Some lost friends and family,
Some lost neighbours,
Some lost a great population,
And some lost the counts,
While the monster became a chameleon.

Just at the beam of the NEW-NORMAL,
The storm seems fading,
A protective dose was found,
All locks were carefully opened,
All hopes are restoring gradually,
That at least we could live with the monster.