Corona Times

There was once a time in the world where staying home was cherished, corruption was shame full, playing wasn't fun, health became the greatest wealth. I watched  men an and women weeping Resting on their hospital beds. Telling themselves they will continue living But the truth is, weren't all their loved ones dying? Churches were praying and death was calling. Oh, Lord have mercy on us all, the white man said. Nevertheless forgot  he had no sympathy on the black man that also begged for mercy. There was once a time, were guns were meant to shatter the silence. Wars to generate rivalry against opposing powers. It was the end of peace. But in the end, all was nothing but a lost soul. Coronavirus abruptly arose from within and decided the future of the earth. We made it a deity of death or life. Its pandemic had spread through all and great nations. Invaded it's placed amongst humanity, just Eradicating expectations from the new year and taking away happiness. Yes, I remember those days where months gradually reduced the population of countries. Nature was  at rest at least, Pollution was forgotten The streets were quiet. It was as if the land was infected. Staying home and being safe were the only remedies. Nose masks were our make up Hand sanitizers were our redemption. And all that mattered was a family and a God above. If the Coronavirus becomes history. And this cure ended our affliction. Will our world ever be the same? Or will the end of the world be next?