Image credit: Financial Times (Cremation Ground)
Alone and isolated
Pain and loss
Fear and tear
Suffering and trauma
Weariness and exhaustion
No amount of sleep is rest
Grief-stricken immersion
We’ve been here!
Stay inside
Breathe in
Breathe out
Neither any hope
Nor any light
Registering in shock
Calling up, and calling
Ringing up, and ringing,
Pick up! Pick up!
Running for help,
Help! Help! Help!
No ICU bed! No oxygen!
Shortage of Remdesivir
It’s urgent!
Any leads? Leads?
Sirens of ambulances
Death is knocking
We’re in
The COVID hell
Left unarmed and unprotected!
The biggest war
Invisible enemy
Zero commitment
Retain it
Admit it
Dispatch it
Disperse it
Neuroses produced
Logic displaced
And dream deferred
But callousness persists
‘Fools and fanatics’
Have one common affinity-
‘Better to rule in hell
Than to serve in heaven’
And here comes-
‘bewildered herd’
Born to raise hell!
Lull in the fighting
Our dears departed
We’re directly
Confronting with death!
Lying people
Dying people
Screaming people
People here, people there
People everywhere
People nowhere
Witnessing the crushing horror!
The world is now full of spectres
And reduced to mere statistics!