The Fruits of Quarantine By Emmalizer

The Fruits of Quarantine

A Poem By Emmalizer

There is a land called 2020,
With all lights shining towards her,
Thoughts and perceptions made all believe it is a perfected year,

During the nights, our skin have grown tough,
The pandemic have quarantined many hopes in a modernized prison called stay at home,
The shining lights were turned off for a while,

The progression was inept
Something must change,
The grass is greener on the other side,
Do we have to bear the burden of glaring suffering?

The young children, the teenagers, the youths, the young and old adults both male and female,
The fruits of quarantine was one filled with deep and sober reflection,
We all never knew a moment like this will struck 2020,

Let's a lesson despite the challenges,
We became heroes ourselves,
The survival instinct showed that there is hope at the end of the tunnel,
Our tears, no slipup should receive an abode of lies that we aren't strong,

Global economy stood on one leg, 
Shaky as it was, few fled the scene of happenings,
Some destined, others not,
To reignite that hope in humans, we still fought for living.

Living life without cracking our heads over what tomorrow brings,
Tomorrow serves a better beginning,
And so does today.

Wake up and take that deep breath,
For a new hope is alive.

© Emmalizer

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