No; I'm not unhappy
I never cry on Lockdown system
I'm not crying more now
6pm to 6am
The virus likes to be wanderer
In my city I am happy in pangs
Opening window
Air with daylight comes maybe with nCoV-19
I am not afraid of this
Thirsty throat, hungry belly
Water and food comes maybe with the unseen killer
No I don't care
Hackneyed now the daily news of death is
Joking arrow of blame penetrating jeering hives
Earth loves to degrade herself
I drink air, sunlight, water with unseen hemlock
I eat daily foods with destined poisonous mock
Coz world downing in tragic melodrama Lock
20.04.2020 (Chattogram City)
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I would like to translate this poem
don't worry CORONA is now feeling lonely read the guys widows poem and be HAPPY All those friends are gone And their widows are left alone now look after their widows they will all know a good friend they had left behind widows won't be lonely too they will make a special hotter cup of tea for two