Hey, your friend Sara here. And I bring to you a brilliant take by 14 year old Mehak from Gurgaon, who speaks on behalf of corona virus. And while it may seen unconquerable for now, its only match is in our positivity and gratitude.
#SaraReads #GratitudeDuringCovid: Poem- The virus speaks
I am a serial killer who always appears in crowds,
Dusting myself through the haze
To engulf the whole sphere,
Cause killing a thousand isn’t a benchmark to which I adhere.
My dread of massacres is an agony to the human nature,
I am undesirable, unrecognizable, unnamed.
I might emerge from creatures, such as bats
Like a crime scene mystery
To put end to all the happiness droughts,
Confining mankind to their homes
And ponder again on their deeds and thoughts.
My dagger might be as hard and sharp as a diamond,
I might not disappear into the Bermuda triangle,
I make you live like Robinson Crusoe, who soared the ocean with mere chance of survival.
Mortals can’t answer how did I occur,
Mortals can’t answer how I will disappear.
But I dare not admit, on me there is a curse,
If the Earth wasn’t fighting together, I might make things worse
I am but meager, just another conquerable demon
And with every message of gratitude I am bit by bit getting broken.