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May 2020
How life is so still!
Lives are lost, and livelihoods of so many,
and fears crippling for today and tomorrow.
And yet some have a feel,
how life is so still!

There is chaos and commotion -
saving lives, preparing foods, running jobs,
busy keeping the world in motion.
And yet there is an emotion,
how life is so still!

Poor becoming poorer, and rich becoming richer,
but middleman suffering.
And yet the need of gathering,
how life is so still!

You worked so hard to earn,
to eat, to dress, to live, and to flaunt.
And so did we!
How life is so still?

No, not your fault for what you have,
but for what you do,
all the reminders of don’ts and dos,
constant reminder that you are bored,
and uncountable insta lives and stills.
How life is so still!

Thanks for your charity,
your sanity and even humanity,
but not for what you have that we don’t,
and not for how life is so still.
This is not a rant but seeing rich people flaunting their wealth on social media and their constant complaints about how life is so still , really demotivates a lot of people. They have less worries than many of us and I don't blame them for what they have but a little compassion is all I ask. May be stop showing us your big houses, food and clothes for a few days...
Written by
Khushbu
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