The Virus

           Here I sit 

     In complete isolation 

All of us separated by the invisible.

      I would reach out to you,

But a simple elbow touch would n't do.

      Lysol spray has became perfume ,

Hand senitizer has became hand lotion ,

   The news has become the Bible.

          A simple virus ,

   Whose name resembles royalty,

        Has done the unthinkables,

           Destroyed businesses,

      And has ruined relationship.

         The death toll rises,

          And hope deceased,

             What to do?

Everyone scrambles to find a solution.

May be it is found in the empty grocery shelves.

 Or may be in the fear of going outside .

 Online assignment plague the uninfected

          But I believe,

  We will all get through this together,

    We will all get through this ,

       Just not with each other.