Everyone and
Everything are down
Except Corona,
Oil prices are down,
Stock-markets are down, and
The whole life is down badly,
Quarantines are on the rise,
Hospitals are always busy
By day and by night,
Empty streets accept compulsory curfews
And roads tell of the whole life
Around us anywhere and everywhere,
More and more of innocent souls
Are taken buy Corona's pandemic
Anywhere and everywhere,
Our silent world tells
Of our whole situation,
Queues of hungry people
Ask for food aids,
Pains, sufferings, cries, tears, and
disasters are ordinary things
In a world like ours,
In a world like ours
Loss is the only thing
Which we feel everywhere,
In a gloomy world like ours
We only smell death everywhere,
In a world like ours
We really know ourselves well,
We are all sad and
We are not able to change
Anything around us,
We are really in a big ordeal
While Corona's arrows hit
Our chests anytime,
anywhere, and everywhere.
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