By Swamidhason Francis
I stepped out for answer and forgot the question;
I stepped in searching for it;
she escaped from my abode,
Oh my God!
What can I tell them, hiding in society?
Where shall I find her?
I lay in bed, lifeless like a glutted sheep,
Floating in my failures, flooding my drained brain;
While daring demons of daylight are dancing
with fear, omens of fright are barking at night.
She tested covid-19 +ive
She kills anyone or everyone here
And I stand alone quarantined forever.
Copyright © Swamidhason Francis | Year Posted 2020
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