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| © Mizo Ozim |
How do we move on from the aroma?
Do we go big?
Do we go small?
Do we use just a sprig,
Or the whole damn stall?
These new norms we’ve learned
Will they fix the bridges we’ve burned?
Will there be life after corona
Or is life as we know it truly over?
How far do we have to travel
Before things completely unravel?
Has covid-19 taken more than it has given?
Has it left left us with more than just a burden?
Is there a way for us to recover?
Or are we just going to keep tottering till we fall over?
I can’t go out.
I can’t breathe in.
I need to shout
But can’t say why I’m grieving.
