Shituation

20/20 doesn’t mean what it used to
hope was sucked out of our beings
drowning us in metaphorical waters
the despair vibrated in the gasps of the dying

can we recover…

politics, and the anger it fueled
climate change, and the natural disasters which ensued
sickness, and the devastation that followed
all of it ravaged the land, the body and the heart

i hope we can recover…

but there are stronger ones among us
survivors, come what may
we’ll need to lean on them
or forever lose our way

we can recover…

Thanks to my hubs for the title of this piece! I’d wanted to write one final piece about the year 2020 but hadn’t found what I would call an acceptable way to lead into it. Recently, while having a discussion, I misspoke trying to utter the word “situation.” Great discussion and a title was born!

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Honored to have Life Is Off and Taking My Temperature accepted for this project! It is so important that we have places to store the feelings and the emotions this year of upheaval has given us. Hopefully it will gain us insight for what not to do in the future should this type of life-altering event occur again.

I’d recommend you browse through all the other submissions too. The creativity, the honesty, the heartbreak of all their experiences is rich with what we would call “The Human Experience.” So much resonates with the fear, the uncertainty and just how much life stays the same too. We share in order to survive.

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Strangely Forward

like out of a sci-fi film
the tension builds
as our reality becomes an unrealistic
and an unwanted fantasy
we’d never have dreamt up willingly

personal habits mutated overnight, for some
people affected before our eyes, everyone
all steps ventured became tentative
a feeling of a strange abnormal that couldn’t be defined
the markers of who to be kept changing

many were lost, not just the dead
their lives upended with new realities of despair
retreating into themselves, forced there
alone with the grim reaper
loved ones watching from afar, helpless

covid-19 will cease to be eventually
oh, but the cost of the lessons learned
as mentally, emotionally and physically we heal
the scars of devastation will linger
the pain of the losses great
as we, the left behind, begin to emerge anew

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Our Reality

2020 – the very definition of crazy.

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Indian summer 

Fallen leaves, yellowed.
Hot winds blast during the day.
Sweet Mangoes beckon.

Festival of Colours-Holi 

Hues of fire on trees.
Festival of hues on cheeks.
Pristine moonlit night.

Monsoon Hues-India 

Wet stray on road,
Searching for shelter from rain.
Thunderclaps exhort.

An entry in Lockdown Dairy 

Bare roads, sans human.
Nature sets up symphony,
With birds, bees and breeze.  

The beautiful Taj Mahal-India 

On Yamuna’s bank,
Love’s monument pristine white;
With the moonbeams vie.

Indian Winter nights 

Winter nights-
Sitting around a fire
Waiting for the morn.

A cough,
Cold air’s whiplash;
Invites sufferers’ curse.

Long nights
In a donated quilt.
A homeless prays in sleep.

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Goutam is passionate about poetry and writes whenever something or someone touches his heart. He lives in Kolkata, India and writes poetry in English, Hindi and Bengali. His book on English poetry “Hues of Life” (Notion Press) can be found at Amazon. He can be reached at gdutta17@gmail.com. Goutam blogs at Straight from Heart.

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People

Let me begin by saying, there are individuals who absolutely, positively, through no fault of their own, do not possess any capacity for intelligence. I get it and I’m not discussing that segment of our population. It is beyond their control and abilities, and are not being judged in this opinion piece.

The term stupid is considered derogatory, and yet, also a statement of fact about someone’s intelligence. A stupid person is one who tends to make poor decisions or careless mistakes because of a lack of intellect or understanding. The implication being that stupid people require more knowledge or education. However, even when given more information, they are not likely to absorb it properly. I see part of the problem as an unwillingness on their part to comprehend additional information. Another part is the lack of critical thinking skills. That’s the reality.

It would seem that many stupid people want to stay at their own ignorance level instead of proactively making the effort in understanding the issues, problems, and concerns surrounding their current situations needing dealt with. Throw into that lack of intelligence unfettered emotions that add absolutely no value to a problematic situation and well, you see, you have a mess. This scenario just leads to no resolution and generally more confusion for the stupid person. And frustration to those around them who are impacted by the stupid person’s poor choices and decisions.

I’m not sure if this current COVID-19 situation brought these thoughts out in me or if it’s 45’s (lack of) leadership that has irked me to no end. And just so you understand, I’m feeling more than just irked.

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