T minus 10 days
That's what the silver screen told us
We all breathe the virus
So the end is here.
T minus 9 days
She heard the news
Too stunned to react
Her life took a pause
Panic at spitting distance.
T minus 7 days
No symptoms
Except for those spots
Or was she imagining?
Denial.
T minus 5 days
No antivirus
Maria sat at her desk
Tears tumbling down
When last did she see papa?
Or beg for God's forgiveness?
T minus 3 days
She slouched on the couch
Clutching the phone
Sweat trickling down the receiver
''Papa, it's me Maria.''
T minus 2 days
She slumped against the altar
Her nose drenched in blood
''God please hear the cry of a sinner''
Time up
The world is dead.
You have ten days to live
What would you do?
