A Death In Pandemic

I’m dead
I’m gone
Sometime ago,
I’m lifeless now, unbreathing
Like a waste
In a black plastic jacket

They tried hard
They did everything what they could
Gave me pills injected infusions
Hooked me in ventiliation
But I couldn’t make through
They did to the furthest
But no, I failed to conquer
Now I became a number
Of a long digit figure.

I saw the infected around me
I saw the doctors and nurses up and down
The whiteness of the hospital I saw
The masked terror walked unbridled I saw
Now I became a number
Of a long digit figure.

I’ll be unexposed
I’ll be buried
I’ll be cremated either
I’ll be destroyed with my viral enemy
For the sake of others
Now I became a member
Of a long digit figure.

Amitava Mazumdar
(C) All Rights Reserved. Poem Submitted on 09/16/2020

Poet's note: The ongoing worldwide corona pandemic.
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