LONG LIVE HUMOURS,
THEY MADE MY PAST HUMOROUS,
MAKE MY PRESENT, HUMOROUS,
SURE,MAKE MY FUTURE TOO, HUMOROUS.
TIME WAS WHEN I LAUGHED ,
MY GUTS OUT, LAUGHED,
AT EVERYTHING SO AMUSING AROUND ME,
THAT CAUSED NOTHING BUT LAUGHER IN ME.
WHY WERE I SO HAPPY?
WHAT MADE ME SO HAPPY?
WHAT MADE LIFE IN THIS WORLD
FOR ME TO BE AT PEACE WITH THE WORLD?
WARS ARE NOTHING TO SCARE ME
I SURVIVED MANY IN THE LIFE OF ME
THEY ARE CROWS FLYING OVER,
MY HEAD, NOT AT ALL TO WORRY OVER.
I BELIEVED THE WORLD SAFE TO LIVE IN
DESPITE THE SO MANY WARS, STILL TO LIVE IN
BUT SPRANG AN UNEXPECTED ENEMY
FROM NOWHERE, A FATAL ENEMY.
SO MANY KINDS OF VIRUSES
COME AND GO,AS PART OF LIVING IN THIS WORLD,
BUT NEVER SO MUCH SCARED OF A VIRUS
AS THE CORONA VIRUS
BUT, IT’S THE CORONA’S PRESENCE,
WITH ITS OMNIPRESENCE,
THAT SCARES AWAY THE HUMOUR,
IN ME, MOMENTARILY TO MURMUR
HOPELESS AM I AT PRESENT, IN A HURRY
BUT MY MIND PROTESTED TOO IN A HURRY.
WITH RENEWED VIGOUR AND OPTIMISM
AS AGAINST MY MOMENTARY PESSIMISM
BUT, NAY,HOPEFULL,AM I AT PRESENT,
FOR A FUTURE BETTER, SURE,
FOR A FUTURE BRIGHTER SURE.
FOR A FUTURE BRILLIANT, SURE
NOW, SURE, AM I OPTIMISTIC
AND NOT MISTY OPTIC,
TO ME,CORONA IS A CROW
SWINGING IN THE WIND, A SCARE CROW.
MY MIND MURMURS, THE PRESENT
IS ONLY TRANSIENT, ONLY EPHEMERAL PRESENT
NOT TO LAST FOR EVER
SO, NOTHING TO SCARE FOR EVER.
MY HOPES IMPLICIT, POSITIVE,
TRUE TO MY THOUGHTS POSITIVE
THE PRESENT MALADY WOEBEGONE
SOON TO BE ONE, BYGONE.
I SEE A DISTANT BRIGHT STREAK
IN THE HORIZON, A SILVER STREAK
THAT RESUSCITATE, THE AILING, DYING, WORLD
INTO, A FUTURE LIFE GLEEFUL TO THE WORLD.
I KEEP MY EYES WIDE OPEN,
SEE THE OTHER END OF THE TUNNEL, OPEN,
THERE I SEE MY HOPES GLOW,
LIKE A STRAGGLING FIRE AGLOW.