Life now confined to home periphery
Any movement beyond prohibitory,
The world-its idea in universality
No more than a conceptual travesty:
Our existence interned within cage
Fell apart each bit of pride and rage
A pandemic harvesting total disaster
Desperate time asks desperate measure,
Distress to humanity only closing in
Appearing as if any curse divine
Every armour by medicos found crashing
Where is cure still no one has inkling
Messed up our Nature in many a way(s)
Condemned to advent our doomsday;
Redemption may be in all past wisdom
Despite complicity, resourceful herbdom,
In quest past alternates,no prejudice
To relief and cure, when bringing solace.
~ Shyamal Mukhopadhyay
Nagpur, India
When present not providing relief, look into the past wisdom-old saying.
When present is clueless, inquire into the Past for a solution.