Mrudula Tayade
Surat, India
Seeing so many deaths
is a curse,
Don’t go outside,
Corona lurks.
Its not hidden in
the shadows or the empty streets,
Alive and invisible,
resides in our every breath.
Nor does it see,
the concrete, the marble or
the cobblestones,
Leaves the people
in ashes and bones.
No jobs to earn by,
no money to wager,
no pity on us,
if we turn into beggars.
Hundreds of nights
we are asking for freedom,
Grab the ray of hope,
covid vaccination.
How long will we
let this virus rule?
The students are yelling,
“Open the schools!”
So, do yourself a favour,
wear the masks.
That’s the only thing,
Government of India asks.
