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Rhylee Suyom has hopped in three different worlds: the academe, the corporate, and the media. He enjoys being with nature and his family.



The invisible one, taking precious lives without signal

Sudden deaths and loss, sudden stops, fast terminal

A scare of epic proportions, one which has gone global

Wish I had a time machine, a jump afar off portal

Empty roads, empty shelves void of alcohol and food

Zombie apocalypse? Nope! Pinatubo eruption? No good!

All bare, no one on the streets, a scared neighborhood

God may have punished us from our evil priesthoods

Panic kills and boredom does as well to all

I have counted the crevices of my bare-naked wall

Digital nomads think they can earn from this ‘fall’

But I haven’t heard from a client, not a single call!

Oh! please let this ‘cup’ pass from us if You will

I'll spend more time with my kids, than with wheels

Promise to tuck them to bed and teach them to ‘kneel’

Promise to see my family, cheer them with a thrill!

-RGSuyom: March 19, 2020@3PM/AC


Professor S (author) from Angeles City, Pampanga, PHILIPPINES on March 20, 2020:

Hope we can get out of this crisis scotch free.

SylK on March 20, 2020:

Nice poem@

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