Pandemic

Things change, 

Someone said it,

In the eyes, 

That I saw excitement,

I see fear now, 
Deep Breathes, 
I have seen many 
But what I now see, 
Terrifies me, 
Little kids to Elder beings, 
face covered, 
Hands covered, 
Sanitizer in one pocket, 
Towel in one,
 My little girl, 
Never stayed too far from me, 
I want to go back, 
from this preposterous place, 
this place where they call it a hospital,
l just want to go home, 
where cuddle Up with my little girl, 
sit by my parents side, 
with a hot cup of coffee, 
the satisfaction of being with my family, 
I will never get those again,
I still remember the day,
my daughter found her dad dead, 
hanging down from the fan
I wish I could go back to them,
how things were
but it will never be 
now my girl has been bought in 
with my parents, 
hiding in a plastic cover, 
Laboured breaths, 
low oxygen level,
two day after my parents went,
 my daughter went too, 
Snatched away from me, 
I ask the god of death, 
Why take an innocent soul, 
When there was mine,
lived my life to the fullest, 
she hasn't even seen what it looks like, 
died to early, 
indeed she did,
I was lucky among others, 
they said,
not on affected by the virus,
even if you are a doctor, 
but deep inside i  knew, 
I was the unluckiest person,
 my claughter,
 died in the hospital, 
same one in which. 
I saved a hundred ones, 
vaccine, 
they call it,
a cure, 
to save Ourselves from deeth, 
all got injected, 
all got saved, 
Finally, 
I get to go to my home, 
2 years it seems,
opened the door, 
and it was empty, 
my girl didn't come to hug me, 
my parents weren't watching tv, 
My  husband didn't bring me coffee,
The house was empty, 
I sat down on my knees,
Crying,
I never knew nor will,
how to live my life,
Without them,
the pandemic  took all,
All who cared for me,
all who loved me,
I never planned to live my life without them,
I wanted to see her go to school,
I wanted to see her go to her farewell,
I wanted to See her graduate,
I wanted to see her get a job,
and I wanted her to be with me,
till I die,
I did not have the reason or will,
To live anymore,
I had kept the bedsheet,
Which my husband used to end his life,
I took it in my hand,
I saw my little girl’s photo,
l had found the reason to live,
I  will from now on live for my girl,
and those of her age,
Look what the corona had done to me,
It made me a widow and an orphan, 
but it made me a strong woman too.

                                                    ~SRUTHAKIRTI.M