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Somya Tiwari

Tragedy Inspirational

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Somya Tiwari

Tragedy Inspirational

Corona Pandemic

Corona Pandemic

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Yes, there is fear.

Yes, there is isolation.

Yes, there is panic buying.

Yes, there is sickness.

Yes, there is even death.

You can hear the birds again...

Please don’t decorate me in garlands

Don’t give me applause

Spare me recognition for a work injury, martyrdom, or any other merit

I didn’t come to Wuhan to admire the cherry blossom

And I didn’t come for the scenery, the reception of flatter

I just want to return home safe when the epidemic end

Even if all that remains are my bone

I must bring myself home to my children and parents 


There are profiteering in the cupboard. There are thieves

In the neat hedgerows.

There is the rumour

And the alarms. It's the time

We live in, they say.

Darling, these are days

Of anxiety. Listen

To the high pitched call

Of small birds. Kiss me.


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