COVID-19

The universe slowed down the hands of time,

Weeks felt like months and months like years,

The frenetic cadence of the modern world came to a halt

The streets stripped naked of people,

No sound of engines, no smog clouding my vision, 

 

I sat on my porch gazing my mother’s chrysanthemums, 

Sunlight peeking through the clouds,

Birds perched on the mango tree,

Things I never appreciated before,

Time moved slow, 

And my appreciation for the things that surrounded me grew.

 

Every minute I spent on my screen;

A reminder of how lucky I was,

I was clothed,I had food to eat,I had a roof over my head.

At night I slept with no consternation no what tomorrow would bring,

A luxury, not everyone had.

Moalila
M.A
Tetso College