The Pandemic Poem by Paris Thulare

The world has gone dark,
Like the movie wild card .
With faces looking down
The life of man kind is at lockdown
Seeking all ways out.

All gates are closed
the covid is now a grey hound, scouting
There is no more joy, it's shocking

We are the enemies of our daily lives
Like vampires at caves, waiting to scavange at night,
Watching the numbers peddling
This is the beginning of the end.

We ignored Ebola as the sign
Gave it a blind eye, yet the worst is on strike
Abide fellow neighbors,

If the richest can't stop these
Who are we to strike over the unseen?
This monster is remorseful
It ate the lives of men in sizes
Let's lock and load
Let's pray and praise
We will pass through such storms