Our World Is No Man's Land, But Only Corona. Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Mr.Corona is
The only master of
Our current world
Until defeating it
By a certain way
Sooner or later,
Who knows?
We are now under
The authority of
The cruel virus
As long as we are not able
To defeat it immediately,
We are all under the mercy
Of the cruel Corona,
We are all surrounded by
The supremacy of the nasty virus,
Our whole life is totally
Under the rule of
The ugly virus,
No man's land, but
It is Corona's,
All hospitals are absolutely
Crowded with millions of
Poor patients who are totally
Under the mercy of ventilators,
Death tolls are the only outcomes
Of the cruel Corona,
We do not know
What to do or
Where to go,
We are all waiting on
Corona's death lists
Without any resistance,
The invisible enemy awaits
Everyone of us and
It even ambushes to
Everyone of us,
We can not take decisions
To get rid of ruling virus,
We only know that
Our tied hands can not do
Any reliable and tangible that
Eliminate the rude virus,
It is Corona's no man's land
That prevails fully
Without any kind of reluctance
From human beings.