This poem will have no rhyming,
as we've lost the rhythms
of living our life.

We're entering a whole new world,
never thought we'll be locked down
in our home sweet home.

It'll be a luxury for some of us,
but not for the ones who will now
try to survive every damn day.

My eyes will be on the stock market tomorrow,
but my maid might be searching for
the ways to earn her daily wage.

My father will be still going to work,
leaving all us worried for
rest of the day.

All of us will sleep in fear
but you'll hear in the morning birds cheer,
we'll pray, we'll love.



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