That thin rope of hope !

The below poem is in light of the corona virus pandemic spread throughout the world and how our country is trying extremely hard to fight the situation. There are a handful of unwanted people who do not realize the extent of danger or suffer from impaired decision making and might play a pivotal role in bringing doom to this nation. Through this poem I am attempting to draw parallels between today and our Indian war of independence, urging our fellow countrymen to stand up together as we all dangle on that thin rope of hope.

These murky and treacherous times, has stretched the string of hope too thin,

There is fear and gloom outside, will I find peace within ?

As I grope for answers in history and try to think this through,

Our country's war for freedom might be analogous in my view

We are fighting a microbe today, back then we fought the crown,

Both such resilient evils, our plight never caused them a frown

The freedom fighters from those times, are today's doctors and nurses,

Bending themselves backwards, and protecting us from the curses

We had traitors back then who betrayed for short term gains,

We have dimwits existing today who proved they have no brains

Their ignorance and belligerence is squandering our sweat, blood and tears,

I cannot muster, forgiveness for them or courage to allay my fears

back then, They met death in the eye, lay down life for the love of land,

I wonder if we have those spines today, can even together we stand?

My fellow countrymen, can we keep humanity above our needs and help each other cope ?

We are all hanging into this abyss, and dangling from that thin string of hope.

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