Tuesday, May 18, 2021

Corona Cares and Concerns - Poem

I feel Pain, not for me but for society, I cannot recall ever feeling this before,

until hearing about recollections so raw.

I did not feel this bruised when I heard the news,

I cannot precedent if it will last or if it is just a phase.

Will I ever escape this emotional maze?

I did not realise it was hurting peoples’ homes, health, work and wellbeing,

and all this time I was not listening nor seeing.

I felt so interested in my own issues which seem less salient now.

I can no longer be this self-interested and spoilt cow.

I cannot minimise this misery and push aside this pain,

as even if I do not worry, everyone’s suffering will remain.

They will still suffer because of this wretched Virus.

From this week, I learnt that maybe I should listen more and judge less.

At least at this point in time, I would be joyful if everyone is hail and healthy,

whatever they are doing and whether they are poor or wealthy.

Hence, I wish even clubs would open for other people’s profit not mine.

even if I have different interests from others, I realised that it is fine.

Even though I am not fond of boat bacchanals, orgies and flings,

I now recognise what raves bring that people are desperately missing:

Energy, elation and exhilaration!

My Next Door North Indian Drummer.

Dear noisy neighbour drumming next door. Why punch your drum with such madness and might? Every morning you get me yawning. Could your thump...