Levelling Loss 

Nothing is permanent as you can you see, peace and happiness is within…

But externally I have to keep fighting...we all have to…on one level or the other…

You say you think Corona is an Avatar of Kalyug

Come to reboot the planet before man completely destroys it…

This malafide virus in the meantime makes a mince meat of the multitudes..

As always they are expendable and are collateral damage in the war of vanity

The perennial, undying human hubris undermining God and nature alike

Has ravaged its own, multiple times under different guises, under different excuses, under different regimes and under different eras… 

Lakhs would be affected now and if there is one, in the future too …

It was a holy war at times, the great war at another, the forces of evil to be quelled 

The black death to be conquered, genocides for ethnic pride and cleansing

Arms and ammunition testing…

Trashing this planet of sustenance, for the good work of our fellowmen we display little deference

Ensconced in the comfort of palatial houses with sea views and leather couches

Their high rises correlate their overvaulting hubris too.

The ones who are suffering, actually bearing the brunt now 

Once gain the multitudes, dismayed and displaced 

Drenched in sweat and tears they wonder at life’s arrears 

As they trod miles to their native homes, for in the cities they worked they are merely migrants.

Causing mayhem to one and all we now discuss essential supplies and moratoriums

The pros and cons of having open the liquor stores! 

Surely we are greater than the cosmos and nature it seems.

Beleaguered doctors, police, nurses and all the groundsman 

Strive tirelessly to sustain us, the most malevolent of nature’s species.

While the well-heeled generously dole out pictures of their workouts and vanity

For them, even now, as always, they are celebrity and the sole divinity.

Governments dispatch aircrafts for the stranded, scrambling non-residents 

The lives of these powerful and dollar rich are far too precious you see.

I feel sorry for the rapists and pick pockets, the social butterflies and the mall frequenters

The clandestine lovers and the politicians

The indomitable personalities and the sly racists

The ruthless businessmen and the greedy brokers

The crash consumerists and the superfluous narcissists

The desperate housewives and the beautiful celebrities

The helpless crorepatis and the hapless poor

The sensitive animals and the insensitive humans

The selfless doctors and the selfish NRIs

The vulnerable oldies and the ignorant infants

My condolences to one and all

For, in this terror that we have unleashed 

The turmoil and travesty will be doled out for all. 

It may or may not be the end of us all

Nothing is permanent as can you see, peace and happiness is within…

The choices we make and made will determine our future…  

- A G K 

March 2020