Sunrise, sunset
More deaths, more transmissions
A dark cloud among us so mercilessly feasting on souls
It’s silent as a grave, deadly as Vernon

Indoors are we now living
Thoughts about tomorrow lingering
All vulnerable to fear
When infected, getting banished from society till you are lifeless

Schools closed, jobs lost
Our future of tomorrow now ceased
Here I am all broken
Cold rushing past my spine and bringing about the chills

Prevention is better than cure
Rich or poor it takes
Let us face it with heads and hopes high
Masks and sanitisers by the side, ready to preach

Born soldier I am
No more weeping, no more worries
Forlorn has the beast fed us to feel
Firmness are we to build to break the enslavement