Shaken by constant knocks
Out of complacent repose
We find death in every breath
Right under our very nose!
The retribution of Nature
Which power can oppose?
It has it’s distinct signature
Whatever we may propose..
Overflowing stinking bins
Should sick populace close?
All our window-dressed sins
Nature shall soon disclose.
Lives spent in long queues
Devoid of energy to oppose
Are celebrating good news
Of the arrival of a second dose!
(Raju Z Moray is a lawyer and loves writing poetry. Views expressed are personal.)
