It scared when it came in,
Many locked inside not to see
The outside world.
The box kept us safe from harm
Yet we remained touched at hearts.
Many liked it, but some never
Dared to touch not even dream
It knocked unexpectedly
Even the neighbours opened the
Doors to look at it and confirm .
Sadly, it didn't become friendly
It attacked them all
Some cried for fear, others bent their
Backs backwards to be safe.
The children became scared,
It became their nightmares,
Creeping up during the day and night,
They fought with determination to rise,
Not to be seen lost in their ways.
And the parents went extra miles
Away to look for survival,
Until it was late at night,
Doing two extra jobs to help
Beat the bills that accumulated daily.
And food became scars but not too little
To feed a mouth.
And they fought in their thoughts
Trying to find who opened,
The pandora's box unfortunately.
© 2020 Millicent Okello
Eric Dierker from Spring Valley, CA. U.S.A. on November 29, 2020:
Really well done. A nice flow to this. And a novel perspective that is sad but a truth.
John Hansen from Gondwana Land on November 29, 2020:
Millicent, I love how you liken the pandemic to what was released from Pandora's Box. Yes, if we only knew who was really responsible. Good poem.