Pandemonium In Pandemic
The tightening grip of the pandemic
Stifled the livelihood of many
With the daily wagers losing jobs
Mere survival was at stake.
A benevolent NGO opened an outlet
In our locality to provide daily
Food and provisions free
To the needy and the destitute.
Every morning scores of people
Stood in long tortuous line
Under the scorching summer sun
Until the shelves were empty.
In one such morning as usual
The line was moving slow
When someone proclaimed
Lockdown would start from midnight.
People broke the orderly line
Rushed in panic toward the food bank
Soon its shutters were pulled down
So pandemonium didn’t turn to scuffle.
August, 5, 2021
Contest : Panic At The Food Bank
Sponsor : Kai Michael Neumann
Copyright © Subimal Sinha-Roy | Year Posted 2021
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