CORONA The Grim Reaper

a poem by Sarvaswa Raj

The life of ours was very peaceful
Adults to office and children to school
Until the arrival of it
Which gave the world shock a bit

The name’s CORONA
Which affected every single fauna
The death rate is high
With the normal common cold and cough

With no cure yet found
People are afraid to walk on public ground
This disease being so much communicable
How can the whole world be stable

There would be a cure let’s hope
Or the whole world might have to cope
And have to gonna
Mourn and cry and grieve for the arrival of CORONA