Survival.
Too much is changing too soon,
And I'm here just gazing at the moon,
Hoping for a day I can break all chains
And run to a place where're only gains.
Systems have crumbled, minds are lost,
Nights are now days, days are now nights,
Folks just wander like aimless ghosts,
Reminiscing their days of valour as quasi knights.
Kids to Elders, prayers alike,
Humbling actions to let pandemic alight,
Oaths everywhere to peacefully coexist,
And learn from being disaster-kissed.
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