This Isn't The Right Time To Die

You think that this virus is only a hoax,

Can't imagine the pain of the people whom this invisible monster suddenly chokes,

It makes it a point to take you away from your loved ones,

And when you're isolated and alone, it starts to have fun, 

It slowly and steadily advances to your throat, 

To eat away your lungs all the time it devotes, 

You're packed in a room in quarantine, 

You might be a part of a huge family but no one would be there to ask about your well being, 

You'll wait for your loved one's who'll never arrive, 

And only the most fortunate will be able to survive, 

You'll breath your last with no one around, 

You'll see your life in a flashback with the music of the ventilator machine in background, 

Your mortal remains will be packed in a bag, 

Like a garbage bag your dead body will be dragged, 

With no honourable funeral you'll be disposed, 

You'll rot in your grave and your last wishes will never get disclosed, 

What's wrong in wearing a mask and keeping a little distance is all we have to try, 

Cos, we all deserve a better death and it's not the right time to die.