Crisis Days
Staying home is sublime,
Cozy home and complete
Seizing every opportunity you have to stay in
After a long day of work, all you need is a home to run to
A setting where your mind is at peace
Where your inner creativity flourishes
A place where infancy memories never fade
That place where family has each other's back
The golden heart that makes you smile or you being the golden soul
Times of crisis hit, routines are broken
Abandoned passions resurrect and begin to know yourself again
Reality is the life you have when nothing is occupying you
Covid - 19
There is a child in the street without a home
Doesn't wait for anyone to bring food to the table
I stay in or out because I have a choice, I am secured
But that girl or boy in the street doesn't have this choice
The whole country goes in quarantine but what about those in the streets where will they go?
Copyright © Memory Melania Mutanuka | Year Posted 2020
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