First,
we laughed at those in masks,
Only to wear them ourselves! A cough sent us running for cover,
Fearing droplets of plague. And then it struck - young and old, healthy
And weak alike!
We
squabbled for Oxygen to breathe,
Figured
out saturation levels and learned of what the virus could
Do,
that a deadly blow had dealt. A great leveler it was, that brought down the
rich
And
poor.
Many left before time, still in their prime, hearty
Souls full of life, crashing to the ground without a whimper. Grim
Tales of sadness and grief not seen in a world so advanced! A world alas, ruled
by
Arrogance.
After
a year we thought we were done. Alas! With
Vengeance it returned, rearing an ugly head, Reaper with his
scythe,
Gathering
a rich harvest! First those we knew less, and then those we cherished and loved
Drawing
tears.
Joyful
reunions turn into grief, smiles into grimaces. We
Grapple with emotions of shock and despair, remember those we
Celebrated happy moments with. Lives end up in a mad search for Oxygen
and
Vaccinations.
Our homes are adorned with cylinders and gadgets,
Prizes of a year gone by. Those who survive wake up to a
world,
Bleak,
bereft of loved ones, grim reminder of our frailty! Now only memories
remain of
The
world that was.
It
has been more than a year of staring at flickering screens
Virtual worlds, simulations of places and faces trying to figure out
Reality.
We have lost our touch, and voices that pour of speakers sound tinny and disjointed-
Buffering!
We
live in a fantasy world of pixels and bytes, knowing not
Differences between simulation and reality! The reel has become real
And
the real has become a reel even as we try to grapple with the reality of our
lives,
Simulacrums.
Arrogance
and ignorance, greatest faults, we paid a
Price for. If only we had prepared for it better, these cries of
pain and
moments
of mourning would not have drowned the cheerful sounds of celebrations and
Reunions!
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