Was written in April 2020, during the initial phase of the lockdown that we went into.
It’s That Time..
Been a month, and seems more to come,
There’s been no warmth in my welcome.
Confined to my home and to my work
Staying put indoors to tackle the murk.
It’s that time..
No traffic, no commute, no hackles to raise,
No chit-chat, no gossip, no coffee to laze,
Work life balance thrown off gear,
But there’s more time for the family to care.
It’s that time..
Warriors battling to quarantine and treat,
To invent a vaccine and win in the harsh heat,
Stepping out knowing that the soup is thick
To deliver goods to ensure the clocks tick.
It’s that time
To sympathize and to empathize,
With the young and naive, and the old and wise,
With the homeless migrants deprived of their bread,
With a resolve to stay home and kill the virus we dread.
It’s that time
More time to think, to meditate,
To contemplate, and to ruminate,
To read, to talk and learn something new,
To rediscover and become someone new.
It’s that time..
It’s That Time..
Been a month, and seems more to come,
There’s been no warmth in my welcome.
Confined to my home and to my work
Staying put indoors to tackle the murk.
It’s that time..
No traffic, no commute, no hackles to raise,
No chit-chat, no gossip, no coffee to laze,
Work life balance thrown off gear,
But there’s more time for the family to care.
It’s that time..
Warriors battling to quarantine and treat,
To invent a vaccine and win in the harsh heat,
Stepping out knowing that the soup is thick
To deliver goods to ensure the clocks tick.
It’s that time
To sympathize and to empathize,
With the young and naive, and the old and wise,
With the homeless migrants deprived of their bread,
With a resolve to stay home and kill the virus we dread.
It’s that time
More time to think, to meditate,
To contemplate, and to ruminate,
To read, to talk and learn something new,
To rediscover and become someone new.
It’s that time..