O Migrant Worker! (Lockdown Period)

O Migrant Worker! , I do not know, I do not know it, Where you to go, Where to reach by, How the troubles and tribulations Of the journey taken by you, On what unknown paths and ways of life, Into which, which lanes and streets To pass through The crossroads inter crossing each other, The diversions to take For reaching home, Hometowns and destinations, A tedious journey undertaken As a pedestrian, A footman you going, Going on the path of life To reach home, But where is this home dreamt, Dreamt by you If on the mind's vision Or exists it really As will, Will they welcome you gladly In this selfish age Where you going, Going to And for what, What? N.B. The insiders want not the outsiders those who have left for years and years ago as for claiming their unclaimed properties and at that point the relatives do not remain relatives. If you pay a visit frequently, it may be that you will claim for properties. The other thing is this that during the lockdown there may be the question of the quarantine. The last of all, if have to earn, why not there? There is nothing as motherland or fatherland, janmabhumi or karmabhumi which gives it food and shelter is in reality Yasodha Maiyya.