BEHEMOTH

They tell all to remain locked in home,

To keep up four-mitre distance between

One and another while moving outside

Home in urgency. A long journey, unfamiliar,

Roots and cause of virus shock everyone so long,

Fear begets fear, pain brings smoke, half-killing.

Smear gives the mood that detaches all,

All those episodes try to reveal a truth that

It has some wake up call for change where

There is some link of desire of acquiring

The huge left over assets those are denied

For those who never think of such vast treasure.

These are not adventures of people in

Burning Ghats or of gravediggers, but some

Sort of mischievous space between civilizations

And human control saga, motivated with

Luster of steering wheels of management and win

Over all resources of the earth that has to be proud of.

It is time now for commons who are victims of it

To work for their benefit by the core of heart, benevolent

Research work under minus 100 degree Celsius lab

To combat hand-in-hand to throw out those who

Pervade peaceful region of common man and the nature.

After then will begin simple living with food and shelter,

That will be movable and immovable assets, and dream

With blessings of God with air and water, without fear of

Mind, pronouncing everyone is the form of other one.

14.04.2020

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