Analysis of Covid-19
Brown Sketchys 1995 (Amedzofe)
You came from nowhere
You locked my pleasures somewhere
You caused mayhem everywhere.
Ah, my long built courtesy crushed in a moment?
I'm now scared of my own.
Gripped in fear like I owe.
COVID they call you,
Distinguished with 19.
Together, it is called COVID-19
The streets are empty,
The crowds are now small.
There is no trace of human outside, not a single soul.
Everybody is locked up in their homes and they call it quarantine.
Even the play grounds that use to be sunny,
Now looks bleak. They call it isolation.
I asked a question,
Why is the world looking so desolate?
What a silly question. Yes!, Even a toddler knows the answer to such a question.
There is an unforeseen killer out there,
That can even make breathing difficult and your world look like hell.
It looks tinier than the cells in our bodies.
But causing everlasting pandemic in the world.
It causes wreak havoc once it enter your body.
Coughing and sneezing now becoming the order of the day.
They run off your body like a private jet.
Socialisation is now becoming a thing of the past.
Even visitors are not being allowed into our homes.
They are now treated as unwelcome virus.
Are we ever going to be free?
When are we seeing our friends and loved ones again?
When are we seeing the Dawn arrive?
These are questions I ask myself each day.
Because self isolation is all I feel now.
Come on, let's keep calm, hope and await that day.
Where total liberation from this stranger drinking life out of many lives will come.
Then, freedom and quarantine will part ways forever.
Sketchys Writes 2021 ✍️
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Poetic Form | |
Metre | 1111 111101 11110 111110010010 111111 101111 1111 0101 0101111 01110 01111 11111101110101 100111011011110 10011111110 111111010 11010 1101101100 101010110010101011010 111011011 1110110100011111 1110010101010 110010010001 1101101110110 100101010010101 11111010101 11101001101 1010011100101101 11110101010 111010111 1111010101101 111100101 111011111 01101011111 11111100111 11001011101011110111 110010111010 11 |
Closest metre | Iambic pentameter |
Characters | 1,540 |
Words | 284 |
Sentences | 32 |
Stanzas | 10 |
Stanza Lengths | 3, 6, 4, 4, 3, 5, 3, 4, 4, 1 |
Lines Amount | 37 |
Letters per line (avg) | 33 |
Words per line (avg) | 8 |
Letters per stanza (avg) | 124 |
Words per stanza (avg) | 28 |
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