Scars
By Sikiladi
It has come. And, it is here.
But it has to go. And, it will go
Leaving behind loud and bold scars!
Scars not easily erased, unpleasant, bizarre
The Pandemic snatched away funfair
Leaving ugly specks of drain and despair
Long after it shall be gone or contained
We would all realize the scars obtained
We shall stay to witness with grieving hearts
The blotched financial losses, on the charts
The scars of joblessness and absence of sports
Blemishes of medical failures that dearly cost
The scars of being shunned and shooed by all
When on one the deadly disease doth befall
The scars of scary thoughts in lonely time spent
Of being in the tragedy of solitary confinement
The scars of begging for a piece of bread
To sustain life by a lean faded thread
The Fashion houses and tailors who set trends
Once Stitched your fabrics with pride upheld
The scars that made the hairdresser untouchable
For he/she might be that virus carrier probable
Their scissors and capes, combs and brushes
The once precious tools, now became hassles
Anxiety disorders caused by wages dismissed
Furloughs, layoffs, pay cuts like asps hissed
The heartache of workmates dearly missed
Pushed to virtual screens in zoom meeting trysts
Losing self dignity to depressing low notes
The ugly scars caused of delayed antidotes
Restraining movements and mingling with none
Hitting temperaments and making fearsome
Domestic violence increasing within walls
Egos finding big thrashing to spouse calls
Intolerance and demands causing the pressure
Stained relationships oozing sadness by nature
Economic trends taking downward plunge
Businesses lost to the pandemic crunch
The scars of not eking enough to spare
Emptied coffers causing unseen despair
Walking carefree holding hands with friends
Shall be long forgotten trends as legends
The scars of staying aloof from one and all
Secluding shared times to digitized call
Childhood fun of developing by playing
Marred and scarred by indoors laying
Having lost the charm of exchanging chats
They sit meekly at home as playful cats
The pain and trauma of losing dear ones
To Covid 19 the world made sacrifice runs
The scarred torture of not bidding farewell
To parents or siblings under the virus hell
Families got separated across the borders
The Pandemic having cost insecure orders
Returning back home an agenda for many
In a defaced world shunning travel for any
Sikiladi 
Scars
Such a painful long fall
Has created a scar for all
Economic and emotional
It has really taken a toll
Monica putting words to it
We feel we are not alone in it
Sounding loud our own pain
You make that pain a bit sane
Thank you Monica for ever
Mindful for the unheard fever
That is beyond any measure
Your words are a real treasure
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Thank you Shariffa for your poetic words
They create magic on the hurts absurd
The depth of truth sounds in your rhyme
It feels that these are sentiments mine
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