Que Sera Sera Poem by narayana aghalaya

Que Sera Sera



WHATEVER WILL BE, WILL BE

kind of house arrest,
has been enforced, on the sly,
with none to protest;
as viruses, multiply,
their trade, even burglars, can't ply

vendors pulling hair,
pass time, chasing mosquitoes;
wise buyers don't dare;
but hide at home, kin in tow,
in misery, to wallow.

early-morning walks,
happen on figure of eight,
drawn with, help of chalk,
on terrace where space is tight;
one can't complain, that is, plight.

'while sun shines, make hay;
in lock-down, nowhere to go;
meditate.' they say.
for most, no work means no dough;
on table, food does 'no show'.

in this, no-control,
fairy tale, of flattened curve, **
spin doctors, have role;
to pass the moment, it serves;
to tell the truth, none has nerve;

Sunday, July 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: health,infection,virus
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Covid 19 is a pandemic.
This is about the situation in India.
To be fair, nobody has a solution for controlling Covid.
It is simply spreading at an alarming rate.
Government officials say 'the curve is flattening; we are better
off than most other countries....'
Because they just don't know what to say.
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** graph plotted in log scale looks flat.
That is illusion of comfort.
In linear scale, which is the true representation, it shows true colours!
* que sera sera- a fatalistic recognition that future events are beyond control
origin- Italian
made famous by the song in the movie "Man Who Knew Too Much'
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