Corona's Road Map Is Unknow, Gloomy, And Sad Poem by MOHAMMAD SKATI

Corona's Road Map Is Unknow, Gloomy, And Sad



Corona is still there
With its keen eye
On all all of us
Anywhere and everywhere,
Nobody knows
What is going
With the stupid virus,
Everyone cares only
About own survival,
The disease spreads badly and
There is not any cure or
Useful remedy yet,
Everything gets gloomier and
Gloomier including our own thoughts,
We are worried about
What is going on
Around us,
Innocent souls are perished
By the deadly virus
While we are in a critical situation,
All hospitals are places
For more and more of
Corona's new-comers,
All graveyards are always ready
For their new-comers
By day and
By night,
Only Corona keeps looking for
More and more of
New victims everyday,
Life gets more disgusting
With everything in it,
Sadness encircles us and
Our whole life,
We are assuredly disappointed and
Even unhappy with Corona's extension
And even its expansion
Anywhere and everywhere.

Corona's Road Map Is Unknow, Gloomy, And Sad
Friday, April 24, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: disease
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