Helpless

I want to be free

I want to speak

But I can’t

Any word I say

It will be used against me

They allowed it here with us

An influencial and well known

Tumbocrat did it

They brought the virus

We the less privileged

Have to bear the consequences

Being poor and helpess

I have to carry the burden

I have to put on a mask daily

It chokes me but I got no option

I can no longer shake hands

Yet that is a symbol of unit

We can no longer gather

And Bond as we celebrate

Am used to washing hands before I eat

But now I have to wash hands for safety.

They brought it

But now using it as a source of income

The contribution of funds towards

Fighting the tiny deadly virus

Now enlarging their pockets

It’s sickening but we can’t voice it out

Our tongues are tied

With little hopes of going back to our normal.

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