The end of our lives


This is an end of the lives,
Where there's been a hunger strike
Not a single shed to protect the lives
Of those people who lost their lives.
The end is near,
But there's no fear
Everything will remain here
Instead of the human creature.
If you find a person sneezing,
hold your nose with a handkerchief
Another way is to get out of there
Otherwise you will be the only bearer.
The only way to protect you is
to stay at home as long as you
If you step out of the room,
Coronavirus is there to welcome you!!
Lives are going whereas
the earthquakes and floods are coming
Both have the same frequency
Until and unless,you didn't take it seriously.....

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