The Moon of 2020

The moon loked down upon

As the virus did its task

And on its beautiful patched face

Resided a mask

It looked down

As earthquakes shook the ground

And when the floods swept everything away

He still looked down and frowned

As all work places shut down

And the schools lost their charismatic chatter

And soon students’ life was filled with

Laptop and mobile’s pitter patter

Theatres closed down

The screens lost their feel

Web series took over

And we were locked in the Beast’s castle

Just like Belle

Blogs opened

Plates were banged

The world was put in a lock and key

Protests happened

The moon then said,

“All in all it was eventful year, in itself

I bid you adieu now 2020

I hope your history

Doesn’t repeat itself!”