#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,
Days turned out working hard,
For all the national fighters,
All we can do is to stay far away,
And be their sweat wipers.
The days have all become short,
For those who are affected by this...