It's raining in the world, 
with the Coronavirus:

a furious lightning 
of a mute warning, 

a thunderstorm of
an unprecedented power, 

a darkest cloud
of a worried folk! 

The people are 
shuddering, 
dying, 
praying, 
introspecting, 
determining, 
changing, 
and, thanking as well, 
the Corona, most prudently, 
for liting a novel hope 
of a Renaissance! 

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