As Corona stretches,
We shrink
Here and there,
It is absolutely defiant
While we are totally
Scared to death,
As life gets gloomy and
Even melancholic,
It is(Corona) proud of itself
Anywhere and everywhere,
We are all on the run
While the stubborn virus
Plays freely everywhere,
We are still losers
When we compare our abilities
To those of the cruel virus,
Humanity does not need
Corona and
The like currently
Because there are
A lot of burdens
Here and there,
We are all suffering from
A lot of cruel hardships
Like wars, infighting, famines, etc...
Around us,
Our planet is filled with
A lot of scattered headaches
Here and there,
We are all face-to-face
With Corona and the rest of headaches
Everywhere until
We will win the whole rounds
Sooner or later.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem