At the end of last year, you were still there. At the start of this year, you prepared to spread. Now, almost mid-year, you continue your invasion, with no end in sight. You are clever, cunning, unique, and dynamic. You are a coward, not daring to face anyone one-on-one, only brave in swarms, spreading through human affection. You were launched in Wuhan in November 2019.
Your name is Corona, given the designation 2019. By January 2020, you began your aggressive journey, like a restless infant. No one ever knew your origins. Whether you were born or created, what is clear is your formidable power to dismantle connections within ten counts. You are fair and indiscriminate; officials and criminals alike, you sweep them all away.
You are also cursed, the misguided actions of your progenitors. Places of worship are silent, people lose their livelihoods, orphans are scattered, poverty is rampant, and new families falter. When will you return home? When will this war conclude? When will your journey end, for the debris of your passage is so hard to clear? You do, in a way, contribute to family harmony and cleanliness.
But you exact a heavy toll on the very fabric of human life. God..... When will this end? God..... Please restore our lives! Oh, Owner of the world and all within it. With humble hearts, we implore. Save our nation. Protect our land. Bless our regions. Bestow Your blessings upon us this Ramadan. God, please bring an end to this calamity. Oh, Giver of life and Sustainer of all.
Free us from this cycle of subjugation.