When this is all over

This poem is a byproduct of 'Janata Curfew', a collaborative effort of a father and daughter. (That's my father and I'm the daughter). Coronavirus is causing a lot of problems but it is also giving us a break from our hurried, caged lives where we don't have the time to look at things beyond our own little, closed zones. Moreover, the virus is also giving nature a break from us, a much needed one. 

When things get better, I hope we don't forget what we went through as a global community. 

This poem is a pause. It's about what we must wonder and ponder on. So well, pause every once in a while and look around, look back so that you can keep track of where you're going, so that you're never too late to realise where you've come. 

Here it is -

...

When this is all over,

Would you be 

A kinder soul than before 

When you waited alone, distant

Did you ponder

If you would be

More human than before

With less hate and rage

Gentle with empathy

Sensitive to the core.

When this is all over,

Would you wonder

If you could hear

Just once again

Sounds Of Earth 

Chirping of birds

Not bestrewn

With scream of horns

In skies so clean

That you could almost

Hear the squeak.

When this is all over,

Would you be this silent 

Ever again

Or make noise 

That drowns

Calls of the conscience

When this is all over,

Would you ponder

If you could have done more

Not waited 

But begun 

Earlier than Before.

- aashish & ekta bakhle