Antidote

They say don't

let success go to your head

or failure go to your heart,

But

The cantankerous failure

Finds way,

Doesn't maintain quarantine,

Mixes with emotions

Of heart

To spread the coronavirus.

Thoughts become fragile

And

Actions become unremarkable.

As naive heart

Begs for an antidote,

Time smiles

And whispers,

'Wait for your turn,

Do whatever

you know is the best,

I will serve you

As an antidote'.