Desolation
You're going to walk hand in hand, one day, In a frenzy neighborhood. Not a lifetime ago, Three wasn't a crowd. High-five-ing, not social distancing. But getting to catch up with family, Doesn't sound miserable. Desolation is for the ones, Left all alone in a room. None to call 'a family'. Some lost a dear one, Other bade goodbye to a Grandma from afar, While an owner's passion shut down. Can you hear the hunger? A stomach growling, Two meals has already been skipped. Our world is in great distress. Perhaps, time is the only hope. Sufferings are yet to be abolished. A day without fear, Is it nearing by?