What Has Covid-19 Said

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Why do you mourn you, The body is not yours, Never say it, As you do not know it What it is, How the things, What is it your own, Nothing your own As you have not come here with anything And nothing it to go with, Whom you feel own Are not, But the others your own As times and situations make it, Circumstances compel it, Where the body lies it Finish it there, What it the use of rites and rituals, Why to give it a grand feast, Why to worry about ceremonious disposal, The body of dust will return to dust And even if during the marriage time, Why to invite so many, Make the gathering To pollute the place With left-overs and waste heaps, Why to spend so much of money, Why not to keep it private and personal, What it there in social mixing And societal dignity, Mark it humanity dignity is above all, If you are ill and down with The men whom you have fed Will they help you, Nobody will come to, Only your survival strategies will Come to bail you out of crisis, The power to struggle and resist And fight it back?

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