Help, help, said a Covid patient.
'I'm sinking.'
'Have patience, '
...said the attendant from a distance.'
'Help, help, ' said the sinking patient.'
'I'm not kidding.'
'Yes, I know, but have hope.
Be patient, the disease will go.
You see, no disease is incurable.
I'm calling for a Doctor on Covid duty.
So do be patient please.'
'How long, how long should I wait? '
...said the sinking patient.
'How long will it take for the doctor to arrive? '
'Not very long, '
...said the attendant from a distance,
'Till then try staying alive.'
'Very well, '
...said the sinking patient.
'I'll try and stay afloat.
By reciting the name of Allah.
And the supplications that He taught...
To Jonah the prophet who sank.'
'Help, help, '
...said the sinking patient,
'I suddenly feel quite overtaken...
...by the killing disease.'
'Izrael is standing before me...
...staring in my eyes.'
'Keep calm.'
...said the attendant from a distance.'
Breathe deeply and lie quite still.'
'Oh dear, ' said the sinking patient.
'I think I'm going to die.'
'Goodbye,
I am taking frewell of this world, '
'Goodbye! '
Mykoul
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem