#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,
No idea when this will end
boredom creeps around to stay

and the comfort of our own house feels like a cage
The streets feel cold and lonely as fear is there to stay


Stores run out of business as noone...