'Unseen Killers' this poem is my first Sonet and it's about the pandemic going in the world not only this virus but all the viruses that have come and are yet to come;

 

Unseen killers

 Some are born naturally,

And some scientifically,

Not sure what they want,

To express; they’re dead, that’s why they won’t;

 

They crawl in the murk,

To be active they do not work,

Just get in some living host,

Not much; 'Some' lives they cost;

 

They entrap the host’s blood,

And cause innocent dead soul’s flood,

They steal happiness from families,

And yet they stroll freely with millions of enemies;

 

And to be sure they can't be prevented through medical gears,

But to treat them, it may take us several years.

                                                       -Preetham.S.D