#WritcoPoemChallenge
#CoronaVirus
The days too eventually fell silent,
No sounds, not even by the crows,
All you could hear was the sound of fears,
knocking on the doors,

where I've lived for millions of years
now seems to be far from here
where I wish I can spend my years,
has now disappear

at first it was like a dream,
little do we know that many had died of it
and now it's just like a stream
flowing here and there without aim to desist

nations I called big are scared
smaller ones are living in fear
oh lord we call on you to be our head
we are failing and our might disappeared