Lockdown, lockdown,
God knows,
When will it open?
It's lockdown,
But there was a rime
When we used to hear
Of the hartal, chakka jaam,
Towns and cities forcibly shut,
A call given for shutdown, closure.
Bharat bandh,
Chakka jaam,
Aaj hartal hai,
But today we under Janata Curfew.
We under restricted movement,
Under self quarantine,
Refusing to mix publicly
As for the pandemic.
Maintaining social distancing,
Physical distancing
To avert and avoid
The infliction
So that it may affect us,
Infect us with the deadly virus
And its symptoms
As the times had been
Of plague, plague,
Typhoid, tuberculosis,
Cholera, malaria,
Polio, small pox
And what to say it more,
Many girl wives to die
During child delivery
As the Cesarean option had not been.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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