IN-SIGHT 

The tiny virus locked her on a smelly hospital bed

Alone as deserted in sand dunes

No one to talk to and take care of

I saw her screaming with pain and losing her mind

A mother of two smart offsprings

Sometimes she laid like the dead

The ventilator looks like a new organ

Nurses in astronaut dress trying their best to save her life

I can sense my heart weeping
On the plight of that lonely grandma