In This Deadly Covid'19 Pandemic Period Poem by umaprosad das

When the whole world in fear is trembling
Millions of people are gasping for breathing
In the hospitals, limited No. Of nurses, doctors
No facilities, vaccines, medicines, ventilators
No oxygen, no beds, no equipment available
Death tolls are large, almost not countable
No place to keep the corpses in and around
To wait for terms in the cremation ground
Long queues of dead bodies are on the roads
Costs come too high for the poor to afford
Dear ones wait for the cremation for days
Stray dogs drag corpses if not attention pays
This is the bitter truth to believe in our country
Patients wait in vain outside, in hospitals no entry
The second wave of covid'19 is so much strong
Patients take it as if appears a death summons
People are panic, minds engulfed with great fear
So be indoors; try to avoid outside not to appear
But in the rural areas, it's quite a different scene
None understands how much fearful is covid'19
Most of the village people are healthy and fine
They work the whole day in the scorching sunshine
They dig soil, sow seeds, water, and badly sweat
So they are not afraid at all of viruses' threat
They rub mustard oil on bodies and the nail
And intake mustard oil on the nose without fail
So regular in-taking of a few drops of mastered oil
May be beneficial for rural folks, the sons of the soil