By Tears Tells The Pandemic’s Tales
I peep the lane, through the windowpane
Into the effect, Corona has lain
The empty streets;
Still and sleeping
As though in a coma
Or maybe swooning
The peddlers, the laborers
And daily wage earners
Masked faces all sanitized
Some isolated and others quarantined
Paralyzed economy
Socialization tabooed
Though the Sun rises
Eclipsed all enterprises
Hungry and helpless
In the lonely corners
Grope into the dishes
The gloomy unfed masses
“How long”, they ask,
“must they fight?”
The restless daylight
And breadless night
Do end the game
Of pandemic or infection
For no virus can claim
Deadlier than starvation
If yet not audible?
Just hear the tears
That tell of realism
Not a fictitious romanticism
Destitution and debt
Or penurious fate
How long such dearth
And the disdainful state?
Do any virus or infection
Ever claim fatal than starvation?
-By Dipesh Kumar Bhagat
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