My baby sister tried her hands on some amazing poetic lines and it was amazingly good. I can't help but to share it.
The world is as a patient,
lying on the bed of sickness,
with the hope of being cured,
though her health seems to be deteriorating.
The world is as a difficult algebraic equation,
waiting for the solution to its problem,
expecting the result of its reckoning,
though its problems increase as the solution is being found.
The world has been plagued by a virus,
a world war III in disguise,
Which doctor will cure her?
which physician will attend to her case?
A cure for wellness is all we call for,
that the world may be washed in River Jordan,
that the Angels may come to stir the waters,
that the war may be over.
A cure for wellness is a deep sense of love
A lot of problems can be solved
If only we care enough
And put others into deep consideration.
© Eriikeoluwanimi