Pandemonium

A disease puts its feet on the threshold,

Better to stay inside; foolish to be bold.

Looks like a cannonball with few thorns,

Becomes a pandemic, the whole world mourns.

No one can't trace the source of this virus;

It behaves like a ringmaster in this cruel circus.

First world countries suffer deadliest fast,

Standstill Earth confronts to be the day of last.

Quarantine is a new word to get accustomed,

Factories are barred; industries are collapsed.

Symptoms are common to any normal fever,

Respiration problem gives you corona favour.

Old shows, going back to the old days of entertainment;

Gives us a serene atmosphere to meditate like a saint.

World economical status has been drowned thoroughly,

Be patient, can't recover quickly but ultimately.

Don't make gatherings, maintain physical distance;

You will be remembered as a fighter for your assistance.

Police, doctors deserve appreciation for their inexplicable effort;

We all can make this beautiful world again a peaceful abode.