A sad truth indeed
As we change our deeds
A true change
For us to manage
It’s hygiene
In this regime
On our hand
No sand
Our mouths close
We wait for the dose
However tough
The cough
Is
We hold
Even when not told
On our roads
Freely we are packed
Neither as cabbage
Nor garbage
Distancing indeed
Our daily wash
I wish
It could continue
The curfew
Not even a few
Dad, why are you back?
A question back and bark
Corona, my love
You made me to have
My lost half
Great are you