A Fat Chance

a poem by Maithry Shinde, India

A Fat Chance

The grumpy bin is stuffed to its brim
Leftovers, cartons and old shoes alike
Driven are the pill strips, soap wrappers and coffee sachets
Twisted, crumpled, smashed and punctured
All of them haggard and bleary
Submit to destiny as wanton they seem.
Popping amidst comes the Teacher's Brand
Tall and shiny with a glee and smirk
Claiming its space, teases them all--
"Nothing can hamper my stake," it said.
Mankind has loved the hypnotic trance
In COVID or SARS, to succour them most.

Caught in the middle of the Protagora's Paradox
Intoxication they choose to disease and death
Then why say reason is lost and also the footing?
Lo! The political bosses aren't the culprits
For, they have a rationale and the statistics
Leave them alone, as many are warring---
The docs, cops, workers, the teetotalers.
COVIDIOTS! Those at home in the lockdown
Obsessed with Coronageddon and the Covimorbidity
Watch the tippler and grab the magic potion
Just the right time to push your luck
Jump on the bandwagon and get jingled!

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