Apocalypse

Jeans feel abandoned, streets are deserted

Social media bustling, extroverts introverted.

Skies turn blue, constellations seem anew

World at a standstill, run by essential few.

Those devoted front line combatant, who were never prepared for this obliteration

Worse than dealers’ arms, they weren’t prepared with strategies or formations.

They were standing there, and saw a grenade in their hands

Had to calm the frenzy, while preparing a war plan.

It’s more than survival of the fittest, it’s isolated and it’s indefinite

It’s panic and anxiety, it’s a pessimistic society.

Visible from the windows, are just one of the warriors

Working in scorching sunlight, makes me think about those quarriers.

Who used to work every day, to evade fasting for the day

For them we need more than silent prayers, do you think god alone can save Bombay?

If He could save the ones locked up, zoos would lose all sight

So it’s in our hands to save them, we all have a part in this plight.

While fighting anxiety and boredom, remember the ones fighting starvation

They might be the ones who put food on your table, and easy victims of tactful manipulation.

It’s times like these that make us aware of the freedom, we’re lucky enough to have it

For some nothing changed, just another reason for their lives to take a hit.

This virus makes me question how insignificant some problems are,

Our actions have been so barbaric, look what we did to Myanmar

Think about the ones saving and protecting man,

When they know what he did in Sudan, Japan and Afghanistan.

-Hello! I wrote this poem as an inspiration from the documentaries and articles I have been reading about wars and crisis that never seem to end and during such a time of global pandemic I found myself thinking out those people who have an additional adversity in front of them. I am also going to post a blog which is all about positives in this situation! Take care and stay indoors!

I also want to mention that the essential services and medical staff along with the police who are working relentlessly deserve more than gratitude and t”hank you’s” they are at this moment no less than a soldier and there is no amount or words to show them how important they are. And the people who are treating these god-like humans are just plain selfish and vile.