Challenge
Challenge of the Week CLXVII
Pandemic. Write about an outbreak, a disease, a pandemic. Fiction or non-fiction, poetry or Prose.
[Pandemic!] {{{cure is...}}}
I have a bad sick:
I don't know the name of this disease
since I was born
Symptoms:
- not tolerating injustice
- hating the tyrants
- hating zigzags
- helping the weak
- advising male girls
- cursing the dirty
- not walking around with the fools
- pursuing a better life
- the struggle for pride
- to look at the heart, not the beauty of the girls
- deliberately losing to the weak
yes i'm sick
i'm crazy
i am mad
who says what
but ...
I have not recovered yet
nobody can cure me
even myself
only God
sometimes I get sick
it sometimes embarrasses me
sometimes I complain about life
sometimes I don't want to live
Is there a cure for this?
I do not know
all silent
but there is one truth:
i will recover one day
only one thing fixes me
even if it is ...
it's ...
death!
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