The World in Pandemic


This is Twenty Twenty
And the World looking so Empty
No one outside on the road
like Earth goes silent mode.
Year came with new illness
We all have our badness

People hospitalized one by one,
Their relatives feels very alone.
The silence everywhere in the city,
And the silent every single home.
Year came with new illness,
We all have our badness.

Some entertain from their balcony or the window,
And try to reduce this black shadow,
The shadow of this epidemic,
It's became a pandemic.
Year came with new illness,
We all have our badness.

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