So, the Covid situation in my country is bad. Like bad bad. Unfortunately my family was not spared and in that moment of utter chaos I stressed out and wrote a poem.
Even though my family is ok, my country isn't. So I thought I'd share the poem.
The clear sky is now covered
For the world we once loved
The screams were silenced
While the people who were privileged
Sat on their throne of blood and bone
While the loved ones lost
But to the mother he lost
The sun shines for you now
But for him, it's nowhere to be found
It's smiles and laughter now
But for him, the screams of agony is all that can be heard