#WritcoPoemChallenge
#CoronaVirus
The days too eventually fell silent,
No sounds, not even by the crows,
All you could hear was the sound of,
Fear knocking on the doors,
The echoes of the sounds we hear,
The sounds of silence, the questions we keep asking.
Is the pandemic over?
Are they just trying to create fear?
The bigger question is, is there something behind all of this?
Echos of silence of this question,
Where does your faith stand? where does your heart?
How close are you to the man above?
These are the questions we should be asking, do you?

The pandemic hasn’t killed off the whole world,
It lingers to survive,
God made the people, he also made it possible for us to fight anything,
the vessel he gave us, is made to heal without a vaccine.

Again answer to your question,
where does your faith stand?
let the echoes be your time to think, does fear win?
The sound of silence, the Echo of that question,
That sound should only be what you listen too.

Your faith is the silent one talking while, everything is on mute.
I only listen to the sound of silence of my own faith.
We survived for long from the last outbreak.
listen to sound of silence, return to where you know fears a lie.
you let the fear win, it doesn’t own you,
you own it.

I know, I know for a fact I am no longer impacted by the fear and trap that the crowd follows.
I let the sound of those echos be my compass, 🧭
when the crowd panics, you go towards the fear!

The fear of silent echoes,
You don’t fall like the rest of them,
You look fear right in its face!

-Madyson