No Last Goodbyes
Covid is still around, where is our common sense?
Published in
Apr 19, 2021
Hypocrisy runs in the veins of folks
who breathe power and dominance,
turning a blind eye to failed lives
boldly following the path of conflict,
of communal unrest, of vote banks.
a journalist dies, falls to the ground
yelling numbers, begging for sagacity,
for reality is a far cry from the headlines
cascades of tears, craving for a touch,
no beds, no air, no last goodbyes, no life.
© Arundhati 2021
Please don’t be a knobhead and stay home unless it’s essential.
