Riding The Waves Poem by Ruta Mohapatra
Riding The Waves
Oh Lord, I am sick
Of hearing my people getting sick!
Friends and family, almost all infected
With one or the other of the Greek alphabets!
Oh Lord, the fear, the panic,
The waiting and the praying
To hear positive turning negative!
Never was happier to hear ‘negative'!
Oh Lord, why such pain, such misery,
So many people sick?
What message are you sending
With this raging pandemic?
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7/18/2025 3:51:22 PM # 1.0.0
Really we are going through a very difficult time. Beautiful poem on pandemic.