For The Upcoming Generation

Once upon a time

There was a tiny creature

For which through time

The whole world became sufferer

No body could see it

But the symptoms were serious

Created a frightened atmosphere

Because it was a "virus"

Later on all got ready

To give a tight fight

Staying home was safe

Surrounding was lonely and quiet

To control it, control over the self

Was the most important

People locked down themselves

Keeping away at social distant

Minds were united

Even though body was apart

The battle remain as "to be continued"

Never wanted audience, for its second part