The Year That Was

The year that was defined

by pandemic,

work from home,

school from home,

and by the establishment's struggle

to show everything was normal.

But if anything,

it wasn't normal.

It was about letting go

social life,

letting go

meeting with the loved ones

even those who lived at seven kilometres,

letting go

small celebrations

and letting go

to gather and protest.

The year that was,

of misinformation,

of lying,

of burying information

of selective justice,

of denying rape and suicide,

of superstition,

of polarisation

of horse-trading,

and elections,

a marker of a new normal.

It was the 'new' normal,

for the working class,

and travellers in public services

with wearing masks,

using sanitisers, and

social distancing.

But in the new normal

we couldn't let go,

Outdated learning,

Outdated methods of doing things,

and being selfish.

When we should have focussed

on health and nutrition,

on fulfilling hobbies,

And on staying happy,

We continued

We pushed,

we fought,

to keep everything as is.

In a way we fulfilled

the ruler's wish.

The year that was

of losing people of all classes,

to suicide,

to the disease,

to fear of disease,

and to walking thousands of kilometre home,

because there wasn't another way,

or money.

The year that was,

of death,

and death alone.

#2020 #bye2020