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THE LOCKDOWN
March 14 2020 was a joyful moment. The cloud was bright and the atmosphere calm and cool like a graveyard. We were preparing for the National sports festival, a game in which all state present their best athlete to represent.
One faithful moment, we heard the president opening a serious remark on the postponement of the National Games and restricting every citizen from traveling outside the country because of the covid 19 escalations and urged everyone not to walk outside or participate in any social gathering for some periods.
My body was weak and I stared at the sky, the bright cloud in my eyes turned dark and craft bleak I thought!
Day and night pass, the only song I could hear are the balance siren, police van dancing around the street, and TV playing the latest number of affected ones and dead ones too.
Every day I fetishize our well-being. staring from the window, watching the pictures of colorful buildings and wind patrolling the main-road. I wonder, when will the world smile again? Where are we going?
The love, joy, and hope burning swiftly like a flaming sheet of Ash and blown in a dark home of no clone. The pain in my head increases and the journey I dreamt fettered. Institution and economy plod. My smile fading and laughter hid in my belly.
There's no friend I could share my love nor play with, non to touch or hug. We are now foes covering our faces with medical masks from sensing anyone except my family because we are scared to die and bond with strong laws.
My heart prays and was scared the world might come to an end which made me affirming the claim from a pastor who says "The world will soon come to an end and the bad will call on GOD".
© dgreat_ken
One faithful moment, we heard the president opening a serious remark on the postponement of the National Games and restricting every citizen from traveling outside the country because of the covid 19 escalations and urged everyone not to walk outside or participate in any social gathering for some periods.
My body was weak and I stared at the sky, the bright cloud in my eyes turned dark and craft bleak I thought!
Day and night pass, the only song I could hear are the balance siren, police van dancing around the street, and TV playing the latest number of affected ones and dead ones too.
Every day I fetishize our well-being. staring from the window, watching the pictures of colorful buildings and wind patrolling the main-road. I wonder, when will the world smile again? Where are we going?
The love, joy, and hope burning swiftly like a flaming sheet of Ash and blown in a dark home of no clone. The pain in my head increases and the journey I dreamt fettered. Institution and economy plod. My smile fading and laughter hid in my belly.
There's no friend I could share my love nor play with, non to touch or hug. We are now foes covering our faces with medical masks from sensing anyone except my family because we are scared to die and bond with strong laws.
My heart prays and was scared the world might come to an end which made me affirming the claim from a pastor who says "The world will soon come to an end and the bad will call on GOD".
© dgreat_ken
