Far From Home

The day has come when everyone is chained

World is crying and souls are in pain. The economy has shattered, countries are down;

Citizens are fighting against COVID in town. Poor eyes are raining, the soul is void ;

No meal to eat, millions are unemployed. Infants are unfed, innocent faces are dull ;

Birth givers were trying harder, but fate is null. Endless roads ruptured slippers;

feet is wounded. Groveling on sands, sleeping on roads;

Expectations hurt, authorities have shown. Home is far, long way to go;

No more strength to walk;

No more strength to talk. Some were broken, some nearly died;

Still brave enough to walk, still brave enough to fight;

As always we do, will conquer the evil might.