The moans bleed the ears so the eyes
Bodies vanish as the lungs chokes
Into a cold motionless lives theirs turn
What a curse what a plague set us apart
Lights of the earth fade day by day
Hearts aches for the beloveds' departs
Yet their souls to last around the loved
Whether Corona, disasters, or a heart attacks
Our souls shall be free when the time comes
Too weak, lost in this short -termed world
Death trolls of my alikes burns the eyes
Then a chokein the throat as if it down pulled
In China,or Americasaren't mere numbers
But souls our earth would them to long
Here I am to grieve to lament for each
Every word is woven from depths
To heal a body its soul deeply to reach
Covid19 may weaken the reslirations, flesh
Yet, the self as meant to stay shall resist
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
A poignant rendition on coved-19 insightfully crafted with clarity of thought and mind. Thanks for sharing, Mustafa.