Rampant Foe Covid-19

Searching somewhere beyond sight, For miens and visages propelling into quotidian lives, With smiles,blues and not so much to cry, Swept away every scratch of soul, This wave not seen, not felt, not known. Sanatorium thronged disquiet, Medics and Paramedics taxing Efforts reclaiming lives, Risking theirs in face of time Pining on hope to seize it fine. Sun dawns again with no reminder of light, But to know somewhere someone would never rise, In this gloomy game of toll rise. This Banshee built invisible walls In these ghost towns no one in and barely out, But far reaching to the cruise stranded out Haunting world all around. Eyes of dilemma filled with fright If it would be I or the sight of slaying mankind, Diminutive demon crept in will go away with time, Not about duration but loss left behind, With things unfolding beyond sight. Laughing at every mile In the face of civilization, Pandemic touching horizon, Questioning era of human immortalization Reminding so little is known and so much to learn, Devising tactics not only for wars alone Nevertheless for dormant rampant foes, Though shaped like a crown but not the crown of our lives.