lonely streets while
the hospitals fill,
lives end, dreams clobber.
the cities stand still
with fright & a tad of hope.
your heart sinks lower,
diving to the bottom,
waiting for it to be over.

your good times
could hardly ever last.
so this, too, shall be
a tale of a tragic past.
we will share a hug
and a few good laughs,
and cheers of victory
as this, too, shall pass.

© 2020, Shreyas Mogal

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