I Hate Coronavirus

A Poem by lakki

It's not exactly a poem, but a written manifestation of I felt, and have been feeling these past days.

The way I was taught history was through blindly memorising events. I was trying to remember who killed who, and who started what war. My only purpose was to pass the history exam. I never considered the feelings of the people I was reading about. Sometimes movies want to trigger that, but still I didn't feel it till I've heard of you!

Coronavirus

I don't want to meet you, nor have you settled inside of me, but still I'm always questioning your existence.

You see I live in a world where THEY can sell you a lie coated by truth. I live in an era in which there's much data, but zero belief. Unfortunately, I don't know who you are!

I don't know whether you are a big lie of truth or you're the lie that will turn into a truth and get me killed!

I don't love you!

That's for sure!

I hate you!

I hate that in one day, you turned my whole life into doubts!

I hate you!

I hate you because you could sneak into my mind, and let me lose control, then probably take over my whole body without me knowing it.

I hate you!

I hate you because you may be already there, getting yourself settled.

I hate you!

I hate you because I can only see you on a red flashing news, or in increasing numbers of dead souls.

I hate you!