Covid 19
COVID-19
The universe seems curled
Like earth crust displacement,
More of blind spot to cosmos people;
Never let lady or homage.
All rights reserved in isolation,
Chasing souls in vivid,
And Playing hunger games in the belly
Tears flow on cheeks for losses.
Our globe became barren
With itching thoughts,
'stay home stay safe'
It's an apocalypse of world war |||.
Flu became glue,
Smiles turn to exhaust,
No learning no education;
Yet, zero reaction.
© LUKMANSALEH
Copyright © Lukman Saleh | Year Posted 2020
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