Phase By Phase - Pandemic Poem by Gajanan Mishra
Gajanan Mishra
Phase By Phase - Pandemic
We lost our jobs,
Our dear and near,
Our food and shelter,
And the list go on and on.
We feel not wise to honour
Any courts any legislature
Any executive officer for
No one is capable to understand
Our pain our labour whatever.
We are the worst sufferers,
And now nothing is available with us and even no road is also there to open.
No oxygen to take, no proper protective measures as if I am not a creature.
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4/29/2024 12:37:14 PM # 1.0.0.1119
Pandemic fatigue, only suffering is ours