Coronavirus 1

Hello dear friend, how have you been?
Locked far away, can’t touch your skin

Simple pleasures they disappear
Isolation in our own sphere

Bizarre, scary these modern times
With a virus committing crimes

It moves around without borders
Commute places, lead disorder

Can’t shake your hand it’s forbidden
As your symptoms might be hidden

Time to reflect, back to our roots
Bin our high heels and drop the suits

At home confined, it’s no leisure
Indoor we stay, safer measure

Lonely we feel without our friends
When days begin, we crave the ends 

Selfishly crying for freedom
No one has yet died of boredom

Filling our lungs just when we can
While others pray for a new plan

When deserting the city’s streets
We leave behind those who can’t eat 

And then we rush for provisions
Buying, piling our new mission

Can some afford more than just rice?
Deprived of food but at what price? 

And in this War of a new shape
We have nowhere else to escape

Leaving the cars in the alley,
Planes grounded now, none to carry

Among the deaths and the sickness
Our planet finally got some rest.