Blood On the Wall
Here we are again
Losing our loved ones
It's raining harshly in our city
COVID -19 ruining our homes
And tears rolling off the window pane
Silent screams!
Different voices playing in our heads
News is heartbroken and soul-wrenching
The streets of Monrovia are helter-skelter
Mama voice penetrates our ceiling with deep emotions
Stay home! Stay home
Handshakes are avoided
Sadly, our elbows or feet are meant to show gratitude
Through our rise and fall
They have been our only friends
But night has befallen before us
And sadness sleeps on our faces
We are losing our grounds
Innocent sheep falling to the red earth
Siblings soak into absolute agony
Touch one touch all is not our religion any longer
BBC breaks our hearts into pieces on
a daily basis
Sleepless nights!
Good news has stepped out for days,
And COVID-19 is the devil in fine linen
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