Category: COVID-19 Diary

Her Pyre

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This time is such
Where free will is bound:
Sickness attests
Air, fire and ground!

Rampant fear of death
Fills society – tears its peace!
#Thesystem is collapsing,
Breaking, piece by piece…

The centre cannot hold,
It whirls like an eddy;
It twists and spews and vents,
It can’t remain steady.

Cries for breath and hope
Gasp and clog the air;
But are warned by powers,
They shouldn’t quite dare.

The world is staring,
As we grovel and plead;
Our leaders are rallying!
But not one can lead…

Losers are vindictive:
They poke and prod and kill,
They incite and lie,
They do what they will.

My country is caving;
Nature has wrought her ire;
If I hadn’t doubted her,
I may have seen her pyre.

Thinking Of You

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…keep thinking of you…
I don’t regret that you have left.
It’s just the way you did.

It’s not that I am bereft.
It’s not that I didn’t try.

It’s just that I was dying
And you, actually, did die.

Death by O2

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The pyres have been lit;
Like warning beacons, I say;
Yellow fire, on broken wood,
Wherein COVID victims lay.

They are wrapped in plastic;
No loved ones, no flowers;
Tired strangers have lit the fires,
They’ll burn but for a few hours.

“Sadgati!” Bhakts say, “not peace!”
They ignore the dead who died,
They replace love with hate,
They worship those who lied.

The pyres have been lit.
No oxygen brought their death.
Bodies light up like lanterns,
They were denied their last breath!

The gods must yet be appeased;
So rallies and melas abound;
We wait for the third phase now;
And the count of pyres in the coming round.