Once upon a confinement… : A collection of lockdown poems.

‘Across races and religions I have infectedArt of equality; better than humans I’d perfectI’m no human offender for a country to deportI’m a globetrotter with no visas or a passport!’ Thus the virus spoke beaming with the confidence of a world conqueror. It waits in no queue at any consulate for a travel visa or at any immigration counter to be let inside the country. It seeks no permission to infect and has no discriminating outlook. As a morbid agent of equality it infects all who are exposed to it across nationalities races religions castes and creeds.  The above quatrain is just one among the many voices from the Covid-19 pandemic written as short narrative poetry. The poems narrate scenes of the lockdown in India and also the many tales of the affected.