The World Is Breaking

Hungry stomachs grow hungrier,
Pan viruses are breath-taking;
Polar bears come down to garbage,
While the world is slowly breaking.

The ones with faith have but words,
The poor have no hope to live,
The brave are led by the cunning,
Sometime, something had to give.

Politics plays games with rape and death,
People are lost enough to believe;
No soul remains for any devil,
All love agrees to deceive.

Gadgets confuse and rob all feeling,
Flowers have no voice for any thing;
Painters have grown to the abstract,
Singers have but sadness to bring.

Poets once saw a beautiful world,
But it is now not of their making;
The future lies warming on glaciers,
While the world is slowly breaking.

Quarantined

Sitting at the computer, after completing a shit ton of work, I turned to my dog who had yawned. He looked at me sleepily. I wondered how life is for him. At the moment, because of the lockdown, there is no life. He is confined in these walls just as I am. But I have other things to keep me company. I have my television, my computer, my books, my blogs, my art, my camera, my phone and social media. What does he have? Me.

He has always had just me. So, I really look at him. I gave him a hug. I want him to know that I am sorry that I had not paid him enough attention. Even now, as I write this, I am not giving him attention. He is right at my feet. Dozing off again.

This is generally the life we lead. A life where we strive to earn money, where we try to look our best for people online who we will never really ever meet. Family will pass by, and we will see our pictures together with a sense of nostalgia. Carpe Diem, is something that is just taught to us in literature. I try very hard to live each day as it comes… but I never really manage to live up to its full potential. Or mine, for that matter.

However, this is not a post about dejection and lost chances. Even locked in my home, for nearly a month, won’t really make me bored. I have plenty of things to do. How do I make this worthwhile for my kiddos though? There are many websites that will tell me stuff to do with them. Maybe, all I need to do is spend some time with them. I guess that is generally what everyone wants, isn’t it?

I want people I love to spend time with me. I want them to notice me and give me a hug. I want to hear about their feelings. But I also don’t want to get into an argument – which is always a danger with human beings. I would like people to be kinder. Hell, it doesn’t have to be some stranger – just give someone you love a compliment. Tell them that you would like to be in their company. Give them a smile.

Covid-19 has struck at the heart of humanity. It’s literally taken life’s breath. We are social animals. We want to be with other people. Mix around and talk and share thoughts. We can still share thoughts, but physical distancing is so heart breaking. Not to a haphephobic, of course, but hey, you get what I am trying to say. That being said, who else is to blame for this catastrophe but us?

Look at what we have done to the world we live in. We have taken it from granted. So the world has decided to encapsulate us into our own homes. Just thinking about a polar bear, on a broken piece of ice, stranded in the middle of an ocean, makes me want to yell. Yell out at the people who don’t pay enough attention to this tragedy. Most people I know would not be able to relate. It’s just a glacier breaking into the sea. It’s just another forest fire. It’s just another virus. They think that it’ll all pass without serious repercussions.

Maybe that is true when one thinks of the world in an existential dynamic. It’s just been a couple of weeks of human beings staying put and the world is beginning to breathe. There are wild animals walking about unafraid. The wind is cleaner. The stars brighter. The world will go on. Of course, it will. With or without humanity still in the dynamic, that is a whole different argument. But seriously though: how hard is it to stop using plastic? To conserve water? To use a dustbin? To feed a stray animal? To get out of your fucking cocoon of self-importance?

But enough of this lecture. I believe that if someone is worried about the way things are, he will make the call to do something about it himself. Nothing anyone can say or do can make people, who do not want to listen, listen. So I am going to shut up and go and sit with my doggo who deserves my attention.

@DylanRages

I stopped playing a game
and went on to twitter:

I saw hunters paying to shoot
a defenceless critter;
there was freedom, pinned down,
and protests, and chanting;
faiths seemed to be tweeting,
so much noise, such ranting;
videos of poor souls beaten,
forced to silence their voice,
in this scientific world,
there was no question of choice;
women raped and murdered,
courts of law with no power,
children locked on borders,
Rapunzel dead in her tower;
impeachments were suspect,
they all seem beguiling,
the rising of fascism,
people I love smiling;
worlds were split asunder,
icebergs weak enough to turn,
glaciers bursting like thunder,
forests continuing to burn…

I remembered what I’d learnt
about the dying of the light –
how young we were then, Dylan
To be thankful for this sight.

I rage as much as I can,
Struggling to stay the same –
My tired heart needs to breathe,
So, I return to my game