I Am Not Feeling Good

I am not feeling good looking around when you see your friends and relatives in a dilapidated condition like a building the pillars gone some lost even bones bent like bamboo as if they had hit with storms loose like sack sack in their tight- less skin once they might have appearances like apples or perhaps like grapes now they are like currants like you and me once they might have hopes and dreams some got a little bit some lost everything now they are ready to go and when they will who will member them wind? mould of soil? perhaps none as they are going not to have left any scratch on the epidermis of the world as a virus leaves on your monitor screen or have not stepped with mighty weight so that the surface would contain marks of their foot steps same is going to be with my fate if I come and go without notice why there was a need to come here what would have been? what loss the world would face? for just a little period of time if I had not born without notice without meaning?