Fed up of COVID 19 ? The Answer, My Friend is Blowin’ in the Wind
“Nero fiddled while Rome burned”…
…. Well, it’s ambiguous whether he played a flute or a violin. The adage says it was a flute though he was a maestro violinist. Hence, the question is, was he really as brutal as he is portrayed in aforesaid Roman saying? Or, was he just relaxed and indifferent from the holocaust? Was he too sanguine about the safety measures of the disaster thus confidently played music? Or, did he simply care a hang and give a damn to Romans’ misery?
The answer, My Friend is blowin’ in the wind…
While the whole world is crying foul over the PANDEMIC, Covid 19, I am trying hard to pen something in a rather weird situation…. a situation even Nero would never have encountered when Rome burnt.
What if some fictional creatures from the pages of old literature, from a bygone era come alive and talk of Covid 19? I was boning up the question by 60’s sensation, Bob Dylan while all the three protagonists of my verses were arguing about COVID 19.
The ‘Cheshire Cat’ coming straight from the Wonderland sans Alice met with the Pesky Rat. Probably, the only rat saved from the wizardry tunes of the Pied Piper and managed to escape from Hemellin. Both of them gathered along with the Raven, the cawing Blackbird freed from the shadows of Adger Allen Poe, the creator. All the three convened on my terrace to talk about COVID 19, and the answer, My Friend is blowin’ in the wind”….
….( I ordered Alexa to embed Bob Dylan alive, here. But she refused saying my Alexa rank to not up to the mark. So, sadly I had to embed this YouTube video here.)
If Nero could fiddle when Rome was set aflame, can’t we, the artists scribble when the world is on the verge of a catastrophe…. COVID_19…? Even our PM Modi says that we have to learn to live with CORONA. Whether CORONA exits or not, it’s mandatory for a poet to ‘rona-dhona’ …. Oops! I meant ‘CROONING’ 🙂 Crooning along the background music. My soundbar is playing Dylan’s “The Freewheelin’…..”The answer, My Friend is blowin’ in the wind”
“The answer, My Friend is blowin’ in the wind”….
On the rooftop, after the dawn
At my house, absconded, alone.
I heard some chuckles, some moan,
Some tuning dissonant songs
And some ordaining,
“Alexa! Play Bob Dylan!”
And he just began to sing…..
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
I had my heart set on
to the world, outlawed, unknown
Hence, I didn’t know the code
to enter in that forbidden zone
Wherein stays the Cheshire Tom Cat,
Donned with a pink coat and mustache
Can it dupe death with a roguish grin ?
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
Why Bob’s answer didn’t impact
On The dysphoric Pesky Rat ?
Don’t know how it was saved
again-n-again without being trapped?
How did it cheat pandemic Plague?
Did it it sanitize its ears
from The Pied Piper‘s bewitching air?
Did it chew all his pipes, woodwinds?
The answer is blowin’ in the wind.
Then cawed the sage, the soothsayer
Entrapped in a black-bird’s figure
The three eyed Raven, the Valerian
Resurrected by Poe, Edger Allen!
From past to future, all it saw,
Ah! Did it know? Did it know?
Did it foresee COVID_19?
The answer is blowin’ in the wind!
The trio is still wrangling, squabbling
Cat shows a cheesy, Cheshire Grin
O, Thou lucky Feline, sans a mask?
Did the Pesky Rat ever fed on a ‘Bat’?
Ever seen a Raven washing its claws?
Was ‘Hand-wash” ever in humans’ Vows?
Would you chase the Quaffle if you see the Snitch?
The answer is blowin’ in the wind!……
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Such mind blowin’ satirical piece! I absolutely cherish reading your words dear Sangeeta ji. The disposition of your humor is as heart touching as your wisdom! 🙂
Pleasure you liked, dear Jyotika! Your words fill me with great JOY and humility. 🙂
Thank you so much for always reading and appreciating. Much love . ??