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Masks

All masks are finally gone;

Enough of hand wash
and tangy sanitizers,
Those drapings on nose and mouth.

Months of work from home 
late morning wake ups,
Now rise from your comfort couch.

Free from ailment fears
and restricted wanderings, 
Let’s get ready with the travel pouch.

Covid era is about to end
with jabs mark surpassed,
Having witnessed ugliness
as pretty looking faces unmasked;

Doctors left in blue
as mankind shed its hue,
Like incessant rains
when patients kept pouring,
Warriors had lives at stake 
as Covid came roaring,
Even cremated those dead, 
when their very own tread;

Two years of cold blood 
and finally some warmth;

Many precious lives lost
as tears flooded young homes,
Humanity lost its colors
camouflaged several times,
Left to die in streets
as leaves of autumn crushed,
Healed elderly abandoned 
by their own blood ;

A Mother’s wait is over
as remorse drowns in tears; 

But for the masks of diplomacy
an unending greed for the land,
To prove its mettle 
and invoke fears of wars,
Will those cruel minds 
ever embrace subtlety, 
And give up the swathes;

For the time has come 
to breathe in some fresh air !


Written April 7, 2022

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