The streets are finally empty, the corners stand alone
Where kids and urchins crowded, now everyone's finally home
The mothers voice is no more heard from afar
She need not scream for her kids to return home for supper
Finally her husband has her time
The fear of the virus is bigger than his pride
The daughters are back to their fathers, leaving husbands to their wives
The sons are back to the drawing table, all the foreigners are too sick and scared to believe their lies
The leaders are cautioning, yet refuse to heed to caution
Telling us to stock up and lock up, yet our budget can only afford us a very small ration
But the virus is holy
Deadly, yet godly
He visits the rich, those who spend more time in the skies
It attacks their organs the way a skilled housewife chops onions and tomatoes with all her favorite kitchen knives
Even the terrorists are hiding like cowards
It's suddenly all man for himself, even the preachers are screaming back up don't crowd us
The First World countries are running scared
All their leaders are turning up dead
Third World countries now looking promising
Seems they are immune to the color cleansing
Their weaponry can't save them, so they go on their knees
Who ever thought guns and grenades could be less powerful than one small sneeze
The streets finally are empty, the corners stand alone
Her visitors are hiding, some are 6 feet below
The world is silent, she has fallen into a deep sleep
Who can save her, mother nature weeps
Not even a kiss from prince charming can break this curse,
For his kiss is a curse, poisonous
One day in May, the world looks back, happy
Suddenly everything is back on track, like it never happened
Dedicated to all the medical workers and health practitioners who are risking and have risked their lives saving and fighting for our survival during this epidemic.
Kingdavid Chinaeke Ofunne
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