When the apocalypse came it was not raining fire from the skies no schism in the ***** of the earth, the seas are not swirling over, nor the rivers welling up in grief; Quiet as tears of the early sky we mourn - how many more do we count lost and begone? Shovels and pick axes say ‘no more’- a touch and hug and a word of cheer, who knew death comes in garbs so dear ? there burn the pyres endless in their dirge, painting distant the Sun in hues of the dark and we hope and we pray, let this be it, Lord, if we must suffer let this your coming be then - for we can’t take this anymore How many more do we lose ? How many the logs that weary feed the fires of the infernal?
Are you a human being? Or are you an agent of Satan? Are you capable of any good? Or is it utterly pointless To keep such expectations? You live only for money And your employees are mere tools To be used one day And thrown away another day
Are you a human being? Or are you an agent of Satan? Your employees sacrifice so much By burning the midnight oil Every day, every week Every month, every year Some of them have to do it Just to make ends meet And you deny them Such a basic thing as salary For an entire year
Are you a human being? Or are you an agent of Satan? During these mad times we live in With many people dying And many more getting infected You still care about work only Of course, your employees are just robots But, if they are robots Why are they getting infected as well?
Are you a human being? Or are you an agent of Satan? With every passing day The situation is getting worse and worse As the virus is spreading everywhere Including amongst your employees Yet, you still act like Emperor Nero Who was content to play the piano While his beloved Rome burned Is it not your duty To create a safe environment For all your employees? Should you not make it a priority To ensure that they all work from home? Instead, your lust for control is such that You would rather prefer Your employees to risk their lives Just so that you can watch over them Just the way the monster Cerberus Guards the gates to Hell
Are you a human being? Or are you an agent of Satan? You may be a Founder of a company But you lack basic goodness And unless you mend your ways You and your husband Will die a dog's death The sooner that day comes, the better So that your employees Can start leading a normal life again Free from your evil influence
This is a rant to the boss of my best friend, in whose company many employees have been infected with COVID19 and she still expects everyone to come to office.
Fear of unseen is terrifying, every being. men are aloof, no matter under the same roof your loved one is ailing but the dread of phage is prevailing. Alas! that lethal plight robust mortals are losing might
This past year was tough For all of us The foreign virus Tried to defeat our trust
We were fighting an unknown fiend It separated us,tried to make us weak Destroyed our economies,thwarted our means Of livelihood.We couldn't let it win
Warriors came in coats of white Treating without care for there own lives Just so humanity could survive. Some were martyred.We cannot forget the sacrifice.
Trucks ensured we had food to eat And all other amenities But what of those who were away from home Those poor,migrants and forlorn Angel descended in human disguise Good samaritans helped them reach their home Helped them stay alive.
We lost some. Some lost their jobs. Virus tried to destroy human will. It didn't know we were made of steel.
We persevered,we fought,we strived Though we made mistakes, made some slights We wore masks We wore them with pride In this wretched quarantine. We were one in this fight
This pandemic Stopped the schools But through online classes And teacher's will We somehow made it through
A word of gratitude to sanitation workers The unsung heroes of this lockdown Working in these tough conditions You all made us proud
And somehow by following the rules With sheer discipline We made it through,we made it through This one hell of a pandemic
And now we are slowly limping back to life The past year tested us all We lost some Lost some fights I hope this year we'll win the war
It will take some time To restart normal life But if we persevere,fight enough I know that this year will be bright Dark clouds will give way to sunlight.