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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required REQUIEM FOR A DREAM A time will come when pace will stop and numb we will become When home will be your cage and survival the only privilege When touch will kill and people turn into venom That my friend is a satan dream I once used to think But now as they say that truth is stranger than fiction Corona has surpassed truly all imagination Had u ever in your wildest thought, that this will be where the world will be brought Down to its knees even fearing to sneeze A mild fever catastrophes to drive in top gear Maintaining social distance is the motto now A cliche a taboo in time forgone is the new wow All tech gadgets and gizmos we used to exalt Now a flu virus brings our science to an abrupt halt An age old adage we used to hear Let nature take its course but now that's a lot to fear. When the air is serene and the water pious We can't step out, frantically my heart cries A child unplayed, a song unsung Mind restless and bodies hung When life is scarce and death aplenty Devil laughs unabashed in twenty-twenty. An eternal optimist the human mind Thinking that nature will be forever kind Unscathed untouched was his soul Now just Left with brazen hole I still think what Tagore today will have to say Where the mind is without fear and the head is held high It seems now a distant cry I want to play I want to dream Go out and splurge on vanilla ice cream These all will become folklore Our greed has made everything so sour But again we will rise and rise like the Sun with profound brightness and all these viruses will burn Hope is a good thing, may be the best of things Let's all cheer up for that's why we are called human beings.
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