Let our shivers drought its water
Today, the name coronavirus
Walking above hills and plains
Uncovered the face of our serenity
The serenity of our homeland
And exposed our faces to the
Scorching hands of life
The supermarkets with their stock
Shut its hands and denied us our
Surviving mechanisms
We were thrown into the dungeon of
Loneliness, where we must tie
A thick fabric bulkier than two
Folded wrappers of mama
From one end of our ears to the other
We never stay a sec without covering
Ourselves from head to toe
Like the yolk shelled in an eggshell
Just to fight these bacteria
We wished this bright dark day
Padlocking us in its tide loses us
But it seemed as if we thought the
Darkness was getting dew
But it kept giving birth to more
Dark days. Almost a decade
I craved to see mama’s face
And peck her cheeks
How my sister’s face was losing
Its picture in my heart for the
Days to see her are consumed by
This pandemic
How millions of bodies are
Quitting out their soul by
The stroke of this unnameable assassin
We mastered loneliness and visit
God in prayer, awaiting a day this
Bloody scenario of the devil flee our land
Published on April 17th, 2023
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