Poetry

Wicked Pandemic

With a sick mother on a gurney proceeds

Towards a hospital ward in hurry, he leads

Give my mother a priority the son pleads

She is about to die, quick medication she needs

 

Discovers around thousands of patients

Yelling for the treatment in impatience

Screams echoed the ward creating reverberation

All the doctors were engaged with the medication

 

Placing his hands, on his head, cries for help from the God

“Why do you put me in the situation extremely odd?

 I want my mother to be strong and alive

Please give her enough strength to survive”.

 

Looks out of the windows to discover

Huge crowd outside the hospital who suffer

The similar symptoms of COVID 19 fever

Waiting for the turn to get treated and recover

 

What dreading pandemic has stricken the world?

Peace and happiness of the people are deeply hurled

Humankind has dropped through the bottomless fall

Economy of the countries cripple and crawl

 

~Deepak Raj Chetri 

Bhutan 

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