The
footsteps of a homeless man ring loudly on
empty streets,
Even
as all humanity retreats in fear, to its
homes,
Deserted shops and malls, restaurants and
bars, bear a haunted look!
Once
bustling cities and towns fall finally silent.
The
wailing sirens of ambulance rent the air
Carrying lone passengers gasping for a breath of fresh air.
Once
proud and boastful about health and wealth, now brought
Down
in one fell swoop, bragging turned into whimpers!
Cowering
before a scourge of tiny organisms, proud mankind
Before
a pestilence bows its head! If only a lesson of some kind
He
would learn, Alas! His lessons he soon forgets. To destroy
Nature
be his want, as he pollutes his water and poisons the air.
The
once crystal clear stream now muddied does flow,
The
once scented sweet air now pungent does blow!
The
greedy profit as bottled water and canned air are sold.
Foolish
man, to have preferred the bottle and the can over the real.
The
hiss of air and beep of monitors sound loudly in the room
Where
he lies gasping for breath, lonely and helpless in the room,
Son
and daughter refusing to come, lest they from him, catch the bug.
Self
protection and greed rule their lives till it cost one so dear.
So
all now wear face masks and stay at home, those who partied late
At
night, refusing a hug, embrace or shaking of hands, wiser of late,
But,
alas, a bit too late. Those that of health and wealth did boast,
Now,
before a pestilence cower and quake, sporting a smile so grim.
And
as humanity settles into its new normal, staying
At
home, waving greetings from far instead of shaking
Hands,
pollution levels drop, trees turn greener and birds
Chirrup
as nature celebrates life. Oh! The harm we did to Nature.
A
greater pandemic before mankind is the pandemic of insensitivity,
The
pestilence of arrogance and the illness of egotistical greedy
Minds.
Unfortunately, has man fallen prey to divisiveness and
Deviousness,
letting a pestilence rampage a world of possibilities.
The
world is now a lonely place, each one in silence suffering the
Grief
of loss. And sad eyes greet one another, each carrying the
Guilt
of shame. A stitch in time would have saved a dozen,
But
very little did they heed the advice of
the wise!
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