There came the teeny-weeny visitor,
Like a sudden power failure, bringing everything to a halt.
No one was to blame, it wasn't anyone's fault
That nation after nation suffered the world over,
And nothing seemed to help - wealth, position, or power!
Countries and their peoples wondered. what went wrong?
How a teeny-weeny being could come- out this strong?
Where, when, why, and what?
All these answers are still being sought.
It forced us to change; brought misery and pain,
Much losses incurred and no one could gain.
A war-like state in lock-up and fear,
Working from home with near and dear.
Children wait for the sinister tale to end.
The situation tense, so difficult to comprehend.
As Man celebrates, his inventions, of shots being taken,
The teeny -weeny creature leaves its host totally shaken.
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Athira Nair
Member Since: 14 May, 2014
This is how I started few years ago . My story then - Writing has been a very recent and sudden development in my life.'My Angel' is the poem that tells of how it all began. Keen and eager to pursue this new found passion, I await your reviews and ...
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