We all looked forward to 2020 with loads of excitement none knew or could fortell what was in stock for the world, my country Nigeria inclusive.
I entered the year with so much plans and deadlines little did i know that man proposes bur God disposes. It began llke a rumour, then turned out real.We watched on CNN as the virus ravaged China, Italy and gradually but steadily spreading to other nations of the earth, i knew it was just a matter of time before it gets to our country.
There was a feeling of palpable panic.
Then it happened!
An Italian had flown in from his country and was positive!
We all froze.Nothing was ever the same from that moment Panic set in and other returneess began testing positive.
The panic increasing si much, i told the women on my literary online group to write poems on the virus as a way to ease tension and focus on more positive vibes.
As at today, we have seven entries as we just started on Sunday the 29th.
I intend to publish the collection of poems from my women but online and as a hard copy by the time the virus is gone back to hell .
As i type, schools have been shut, churches under lock and key.Tonight Abuja the capital city where i reside will be on total lockdown for another two weeks after a week of partial lockdown.
When we are done with the week long poetry task, i will encourage them to write short stories based on their individual experiences during the lock down.
That way , the women on my writing group: When Women Write can maintain their sanity during this scourge
Pray for my country Nigeria!