Meanwhile

 The world wakes up to the sound

 of ambulances, slowly gaining 

consciousness with silent prayers

Murmured under the blankets 

Hoping for a day where we can wake  

Up to horoscope predictions and 

Not the impending doom that awaits us.

Meanwhile, I lie here reminiscing how life

Used to be so simple, sweet and carefree.

I wonder hasn't life become even more

Simpler yet so tragic.

In the comfort of our homes

We are saving people but locked inside 

our minds, we are slowly dying.