In the quiet of the night, shadows speak,
Of lives intertwined, fragile and weak.
A silent whisper, a lingering dread,
In hearts where fear and hope are wed.

Beneath the surface, a hidden storm,
In veins where the virus takes its form.
Love and loss in a cruel embrace,
Seeking solace in a relentless race.

Yet in the darkness, a glimmer bright,
Courage and strength come to light.
With hands held tight, and spirits high,
We fight together, you and I.

For every shadow, there is a dawn,
A promise that we will carry on.
In unity, we find our way,
And in our hearts, the light will stay.