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,

With chills running down your spine,
Holding on to your breath, knowing your life's on the line.
Wasn't it a couple of days ago when we hugged each other?
Fistbumping, handshaking and all manner?
It's been only a few hours...
And we're scrambling for space, away from one another's face

The year came with a whole bunch o' surprises...
The dawning of a new morn, and now, this,
Left us with wounds, that seem very hard to heal.
A little in your account, but cannot find yourself a meal.
"It's a Lock...