what a misery what a demise
Can feel the pouring tears all day and night
Never seen these bad times
even the intelligent one can’t fight
Thought we were at heights
No one could touch our might
How the scenario has switched
with the single virus microscopic type
Beginning a battle we can’t win
we thought ourselves the boss of every kind
Nature is Hitting back hard and tight
our scientific research has come to a decline
Our fools mind our fools search
Brought us to the end this all
Closing ourselves between the walls
We are now the prisoners of our own
Oh Mighty Oh lord
Praying for you loud and clear
When its gonna end this all
Bless us with some good luck
Bless us with some good luck
Sandesh Ghimire 