It happened when the entire globe was switched off,
Just so that the sapiens might survive.
Stuck in a little room, of her own,
Was a little girl of twelve.
Who was going through apprehension,
From both school and home.
Secluded for a fortnight,
Because of the deadly virus everyone said she had.
But she felt perfectly fine:
For most of the night.
And did not have time, no time,
To think about the stupid little virus,
That threatened the existence of the sapiens,
Cause she had school to worry about,
About the exam she had the next day.
Cause her future depended on the marks,
The marks received from her finals.
Oh no, her life did not matter to her,
Cause she had an exam the next day, and the next.
No worries about her health, about her health.
O how strong that little damsel in distress was.
I shiver at the thought,
Of those memories:
Of how I was, of how I was.
