This is a fight against a human blight.
A careful walk on swinging long tightrope.
This unique day became an eerie night...
but not without the rays of brilliant hope.
The streets are silent sans the blaring horns,
the air is clear sans nauseous smells of gas
and the sky has painted again the sacred morn,
unseen by moderns; as clean as polished glass.
The devil is out alone spreading on streets,
swinging a giant dragnet in million hands.
Our standoff foils its plans and silence beats
her vile advance with fast mutating strands.
At last let's clap and ring the holy bells
of togetherness, where devil never dwells.
(About CORONA virus)
She is at large
a devil or an angel?
Solitude among kith and kin...
like cutting cruel chainsaw.
mute behind face masks
Street dogs singing doggerels,
birds chirping first time
in human jungle,
and vermins creeping on roads
in procession, like royal entourage.
they redeemed their lost domains!
gang raped a multitude!