[Poetry] Corona's Worst and Best

This poem is about the aging covid19 and its positive and negative impact to the world.

Corona's Worst and Best

As I traversed back to Twenty-twenty-first,
I hoped for nothing but a time reverse.
It was the ravaging days of COVID-19.
Everything had changed from the way it'd been.

All were shut down-schools, workplaces, markets, and stores.
Forced to stay at home, stay behind closed doors.
The only way to get out was to secure a Quarantine Pass,
And wear a face shield and that suffocating face mask.

Life underwent a complete transformation.
No more night outs, partying, or street exhibitions.
The authorities would catch you and bring you to jail,
Handcuffed like criminals or a driver caught drinking ale.

Many have died of this coronavirus.
People lost their loved ones. It's a worldly crisis.
A pandemic of this era took a million lives.
Take a moment to grieve for the ones who didn't survive.

The population was cut into a whopping number.
Have you ever thought or perhaps wondered
That COVID-19 is a hoax played by the government
To gain and cut the populace to a certain percent(age)?

Did this pandemic bring something good to your life?
Is it all the worst? Did you feel like you're losing your strife?
If time-reverse is given perchance,
Would you take COVID-19 out in advance?

As for me, I would rather not.
Let COVID-19 be part of the plot.
It's what has been written in the world's Book of Fate.
To remind us of Him and to strengthen our faith

The pandemic also brought something great.
A family now bonds together while they eat
Their meals prepared by a once working mother
While the children laughed at the jokes of their once busy father.

The once spoiled brat often comes home late
From night-outs to partying, or some silly date.
She now confines herself to a four-cornered room.
You might have found her once with a mop and a broom.

The once busy streets and the traffic you despised,
Now it's clear as cloudless skies, so pleasing to your eyes.
You can drive freely and fast to the market
While wearing that lovely smile and not a single fret.

This was how pandemic changed the world.
It shaped us and changed us, as the day unfurled.
I am also grateful for this terrible strife,
'Cause it was when I found the love of my life.

Written for "April 7 Poem--Play the opposites"

in "Dew Drop Inn"

Prompt: “Play the opposites”—a theatre term I sometimes don’t like! But here I mean: do something unexpected in your poem, once or more than once. Any time you spot a cliché of feeling or of words, try its opposite, and somehow make it work!

383 words | 44 lines | 2,150 characters
04/07/22