Trouble!
To crowd in;
Crow, row, cow!
Muse of the crown called "Corona";
Trouble!
Facing coronavirus! !
The silent killer.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem
Coward culprit crates trouble for us but we are not worried. Corona virus is also a culprit like that man and it should be broken and thrown away soon. This poem is amazingly penned.