The Defeat
The Defeat
It got to me
My temple has been struck
At first it was sudden pains
Like hailstones from the rain
Now the pain grows worse
Something more like a curse.
Spreading fast and fierce
Someone please call the nurse
It hit me right at the core
Now my system is at war
The air is thicker than before
As I'm gasping for air
The chances of survival don't seem to be there.
This cloud of smoke is getting me weak
Now I feel the fear of defeat
Lungs are collapsing
As the machine starts beeping
Straight line, no more beeping
Just the last tear and His voice whispering
"Get up and defeat it".
Corona you, I have to defeat.
Copyright © Ndeshi Ndeunyema | Year Posted 2021
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