Corona Induced Unity Poem by Dr Nida Fathima

An innocent soul-solo,
All set-to help and follow.
Yet siblings with hearts so shallow-
Proceed to the satanic hallow!

A lifetimes gratitude-
Repaired with murder- crude!
All to grab hold, his livelihood
And terminate, own blood!

I stare-now set to depart,
The once complete confident heart,
For he knows not-
What awaits, his fortunes' fate.

As he calmly breathes off- last,
Do his siblings catch on fast,
The fortune that makes one crave-
To relish each bit, till the grave.

Little did they suspect,
The late siblings' dangerous suspect.
The massive infectious wreck-
Off with multisystemic failure-defects.

What once laid, febrile one,
Sure left off, a hectic ton!
Inescapable- once exposed
Furiously guiding to the abode.

Now face, shall they, own wrath,
That which they paved their path,
To both luxury, with greed
And death, the eternal need.

Opened has the Corona, indeed
Eyes, of the jealous breed.
Late, but surely paid heed,
For ignoring their brothers' need.

Infiltrated with remorse-
And further with virus,
Do they follow the path
Once- their brothers' wrath.

Atlast! Have they woken up
To drain, ego demeanors' drop-
For unity, now needed
For all to succeed!

So lastly, do they enter,
The Grave; with change better.
Shutting off the doors- evil,
With glad tidings- end of peril!

A message learned,
With classic ego burned.
To enlighten humanity.
Wake! Amend! Recover with glee!


© Dr Nida Fathima