• rabbi06 10w


    The world decided to change our plot,
    Yesterday's life is nothing but a tale,
    See the people as they face the onslaught;
    From the hostile that tend to lead us frail;
    The busy toes are nowhere to be seen,
    faces were hid in their safest cradle.
    They have nobody but themselves to lean,
    trying to keep sanity stable;
    The alluring faces covered with mask,
    To save their souls from the eye of the death.
    The poor and rich working on the same task,
    Innumerable victims lost their breath.;
    Pray oh dear, at daybreak hope will be here,
    and rosy triumph is all we can hear.