They are gone

I'm grieving because my strength is losing
My life is melting away like a lighted candle
I'm not just happy with my world
Everything about me is turning upside down.
My joy is fading away like a smoke
Even when I prepare to start afresh
I see many reasons to give up my fight
I'm not just happy and comfortable.
I saw death with my eyes
as I watched hundreds and thousands of people die mysteriously
Like a vehicle in transit, people fly away unprepared
Many were found unprepared for such a sudden death.
Like in a movie, I see people disappear,
people of different nations, colour, language and ethnicity
The agent of death is without mercy and patience
The old and the young are victims of this disaster.
A few days ago, I took my phone to make some calls
to the wonderful friends and neighbours dear to me
My shock and pains were renewed by silence
the silence of those who have lost the battle of life.
Where are my friends? Where are the others?
I wrestle with myself in pain because my friends are gone
They are gone, gone to an unknown destination
without a farewell from loved ones.
I weep for my generation and the things in it
My tears drop continuously without ceasing
My heart is gushing out blood
My world has changed and moved out of shape.
I pray that God will continue to save me from the dragon virus
I ask for His mercy on the sick and the miserable
Every family is in pain and suffering
Only God can dry up our tears.
Prisca Onyinye Nwokorie is a  Roman Catholic Nun. She belongs to the religious order of “Oblates of St. Benedict Joseph Labre” in Italy. She is a graduate of the University of Bari where she obtained her Bachelor's and Masters' degrees in “Information and Communication Technologies for the Production of Software” and “Computer Science” respectively. Currently, she is carrying out research work on “E-learning for Developing Countries”.