Lockdown- 18th Day

World is gypsy dot Sickness present punishment No healer is there Medicines in naughty wombs Savior on blessed secret pyres Blind, deaf, dumb, lame gods In empty buds of praying Paths made of dead masks Before the all gods deaths are Legal sin's unholy child For destined earth luck Stories of lives bewildered Termite fate world's blood Water of pot the graveyard Near of evening burning lamps Naturally comes Disasters of the tsunami Now presaging The unseen flood in world air Bringing hell in hungriness Now final signal All in safe shelters to save From mighty heinous But food-less centers for lives Painful more than epic deaths Sun and moon Preexistence of good lights But covering by the earth Preexistence of the dark There's day, night Lockdown Reign By the govt to save all lives But to implement the rules Please perfectly ensure it- 'Door to door Healthy foods and medicines Delivery is precondition Of Lockdown' 12.04.2020 (Chattogram City)