Ermina Kamson
Here Here 2020
Expected to be a good one
But turns out to be the worst
Described by many as a curse
Some, as God's anger
While few, as God's trial
You were a dreams of millions
And the wish of childrens
To be a better one than before
Expected to be a joyous year
Of enjoyment and laughter
With family, friends and nature
Yet you denied
Denied to be better
As people wish u to be
In spite of being serene
You became a wild tempest
In our peaceful realm
Choosing your own victims
Snatching them away
From our earthly homes
From poor to rich
Child to adult
Obscure to famous
Leaving nothing but tears
Filling our life with disappointment
And a blank hope for tomorrow