People riding over people in bargained streets
Climbing over helpless vendors
Smooching almost the counter of groceries
Thronging markets with starving searches
As famine has just broke up
What social distancing!
When in banks, overlapping faces and salivating currency as foolish apes
Filling queues with pathetic queries
Secretly tasting junk food to their junk minds
What people we are!
Joking our life with tough scenario
Not leaving to walk in chaotic herds
Sucking busy chats in street greetings
Still hugging the pandemic, and scattering seeds of disease, with giggling silly open mouths
We kept female in masks, as they did evil, and paid for rigorous guilt
Still they are being, jailed, and hijacked into mum den of silence
And now we roaming, as insects of gluttony thoughts
Avaricious bodies licking dust of summery wind
No aim, but claiming hollow sensations, as addicted!
To be with splashes of idleness