Will you cry if I die?
Bid me my goodbye
Bring my heart to flee
To the world to see my pain not glee

Dying is part of living
But living; is it for dying?
We live to die
Should we die to live?

I wrote this poem
For you to think
The world facing a pandemic
You should be quick

Government corrupting
People screaming and dying
This virus is not our enemy
But the thirst of power invading our own body

Be a poet to wake up everyone
Paint those words using the blood by no one
You're not blind but you're blinded by the society
Wake up! Before it's too late-be ready

This is the reality
Don't be such a coward and face it
Don't live in a dream full of money
You'll regret it, wait and you'll see

Money and power; you can't bring them if you die
Government should be guilty, they always lie
You'll die with guilt while looking at the street
It's the government- the pandemic on it

It's not the corona virus we should fear
It's not dying or even  a tear
It's the thirst for money and power
The true pandemic in this world full of thirst people.