Revenge

A ballad on coronavirus

    Once the world was so happy and gay

    Like the sun bright of a hot day! 

    Spray of gaiety, pleasure, and love

    Mirth of beloved w're all its above,

    With the rising sun people used to

    Dispere, all around laughs, dances, 

    And no ashamed off, in leas, theaters,

    Sageness domes, bazaar and bus stops

    Were full like blue sky with stars,

    World was so happy like rose in June

    Sudden after a lethal lues came; 

    It congealed everything like water in 

    Ice, tis, world falls apart like sepals

   Disperse in cruel clutch,

    Foe of humanity seems to be hungry,

    Kills, not eats, seems in hatred and revenge! 

    All mourn and cry but it seeks like spy; 

    Even Fairy beloved looks in danger! 

    But mine in my Allah has trust keen,

    I bowed 'fore Him, hands close together; 

    Regret, confess, apologize and forgiveness; 

    Thou the hope last, please excuse us all, 

    To fight with such pest, we've power not 

    At all.

   

   While praying slumber lapped me round; 

   And I listen'd the voice of God! 

   That carried me far and far; behind curtains,

   And made my soul meet with such dead  

   Souls! That were killed ruthlessly without 

   Guilts. 

    

   When night of tyranny cover'd the world 

   Whole! Nowhere was yet hope of daybreak 

   For downtrodden; 

   The blood of victims and enslaved was an 

   Apple of eyes! 

   Kids like flowers even their hearts were 

   Avulsed! 

  Feminine whatever senile were smash'd 

  Like animals on slaughter day! 

  Havoc and havoc, massacre and massacre!

  What for? But why? 

  None stepped forward to save wretched     Subordinates! 

   

   The atrocious did my lea as red as fire! 

   Outcries of victims did shake my heaven

   Like trees in storm! 

   Tis, then plague in shape of corona is 

   Sent by me;

   It is owing to all those consequently sins! 

    

   Now when a body dies of corona upon 

   Bloody land,     

A wretched soul gets solace and is free 

   From agonies.

   And starts roaming in heaven, above leas

   And fruity trees! 

   O this world, you the cruel, with beloved 

   I leave thee, 

   And reside upon heaven that is fit home 

   For me.