In Dilemma
[During Pandemic]
P. K. Mandal
If Corona touches my life,
I know it will ravish it's right
In my body and will survive
Then my only one goal is fight.
I will get so many soldiers
To fight the single enemy.
Doctors, nurses, healthcare workers
They all dutiful and gamy.
I am not afraid of being persecuted
As I have doubts about myself.
By whom was I, as man, created?
Who created the gods without shape?
Yet if I'm embarrassed by Death
I wish to quench my long desire
Am I an atheist if no faith
As I don't know God's creator.
I would've no complaints if I die
Since I would've lost my enmity
But if not so, I've to leave a sigh
For the dismal humanity.
Tell me the answer ere long
Who am I in this universe?
Before being stopped my heart's song
Tell me how many read my verse.
(14/04/2020)
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
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