#WritcoPoemChallange #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.

People huddled in their homes,
Bewildered and scared.
Not children, nor thieves,
To venture out, no one dared.

At night, it slipped in,
Laid its icy hands and spread the trauma,
Eventually those who left,
called it...