The Choice
When days are gloomy and light meek
When deaths are numerous and sorrow at its peak
In times of despair, what do you see
A string of rope or a ray of hope?
When the thunder thuds and lightening strike
When the virus attacks with all its might
In times of despair, what do you see
A loud nope or a ray of hope?
There is light, there is tomorrow
The darkness with eventually rush to its burrow
This too shall pass and we shall survive
With humanity restored and consciousness revived!
Sneh Anand
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