It seems like fairytale
my mama used to tell in April.
No one was serious.
Yet the news keep popping
and then the number
scary numbers
keep rising
like blood moon rising.
Boom! From Wuhan
the world was locked,
we all became prisoners
even with no crime
and then our stomach
suffer like a depressed economy
with slim hope.
Entanglement was a mirage
even with loved ones
they say social distancing
how difficult?
Our eyes on labs for vaccine
The world knee in anguish
As the sledge hammer of Covid-19
hit left, right and centre
The centre was overwhelmed
And then pain gripped the world
Mother earth cried
Yet no one wiped its teary eyes
As she calls out for help
Everything changed
As Chameleon every system changed.
Even in the pain of the pandemic
A new era was born.
Era of conspiracies
Era of Covid-19 politics.

©️ Etumnu emeka Williams
*PoeticGeneral