A BEGGAR IN ISOLATION

My only hope is in the rain and sun
I can only but wish this virus goes.

I hear people speak of “sanitizers”
A word whose meaning remains a wonder.
With clean water and soap, do I hear them wash with that?
Such luxury is one I could only wish.
I see people leaving the streets for home.
Still, being in isolation is the only home I have ever known.
If in the comfort of your home you say a prayer.
“Remember me
that homeless beggar.
If ever you have an extra plate to offer.

Oh, remember me.
a hungry orphan.
If you have a bottle of drink to give
Remember that corner where a blind man lives.
If you decide to help in ways you can.
Remember that childless old woman.
While every man seeks preventive measures
And sits back to rely on his laid up treasures.
My only hope is in the rain and sun
I can only but wish this virus goes.
I have wrestled long with thirst, hunger and woes.
But how can I fight this blood thirsty foe.
Yet if through your window you see me gasp for breath,
I pray you let me die my gruesome death.
For many think earth is a thousand times better
Without the filth of a virus stricken beggar!

Writer: Adams Elizabeth Oyarese

Country: Nigeria

Age: 26years