Dear God!
Corona the sick monster
Wherever it is born However it is spread
However it took turns Whatsoever its ugly attacks
Though it is a sudden break to the bullet fast age
Though it is an unexpected hit by an unwarranted dark ghost
Along with the fear, the world is raking with the pain subjecting to the glaring fact:
The affected has to face social stigma
Forgetting whatever the relationships are
The patient has to face humiliation
The family has to be seperated
The society has to be prejudiced
Even the Covid warriors have to be mortified for all the sacrifices they have done in fighting with the virus
Along with the resentment people have to be pressed under the misfortune:
It is a stab on the confidence of developing age
Many have to lost their livelihoods
Many had to be distanced from their homes
Many had to be mortal orphaned
Ever the real heroes who fought risking their lives
On the name of one tough temporary bug
Why should we forgo all the sensitivity
Why should we invite a new kind of distancing
That we fought for centuries to gid rid of
Well, its not fair.
Hence O God!
We face a step back of advancement.
Not a step ahead of detachment.
Bless us with the cure.
