#WritcoPoemChallenge
#CoronaVirus
The days too eventually fell silent,
No sounds, not even by the crows,
All you could hear was the sound of,
Fear knocking on the doors,
Announcing,
That our days were numbered,
Gone without a trace,
In a blink of an eye,
What happened to all the good times?
That seems swallowed in a black pool,
The future seems bleak,
As a quiet, meek,
Mouse.