Natia counters a policeman's order,
"How can I be lock'd in ever ?
On this footpath born,
On this footpath grown,
On this footpath all through, a homeless beggar !"
Natia questions a policeman nearin' :
"Ain't it strange the whole humans are shut in ?
No kind people that crowded,
And my bowl for days dried !
How can I survive without their offerin' ?"
The lock-down has gone past sixty.
Natia wishes for Corona's pity.
On some locals' fitful offers -
Some alms, some leftovers -
That alive is some humanity !!
- N P SAMAL
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