They called it “the new normal”
We stayed at home, put away
our going out shoes and bags
Got used to seeing
the same faces at every meal
and also in between,
some of us only on screens.
Do they miss us?
The streets we used to clog with our
The seats on the buses and trains
we’ve rested our world-weary bodies on
The street dogs always on the hunt for our scraps
Do they wonder where we’ve all gone?
Well tell them –
We’ve been sitting on rooftops counting clouds
sharing cigarettes and secrets
We’ve been dozing off when we shouldn’t be
our video buttons always turned off
We’ve been talking to strangers we’ll never meet
but swiped right on for their pretty faces
We’ve been pretending our balconies are the new cafes
bringing out our inner aspiring baristas
We’ve been doing all that and more
but mostly, nothing at all.
Shakespeare asked what’s in a name,
I’ll tell you what –
If the “new normal”
was actually called
the “current dystopia”
Would you sit here and do all that?
While people die before their time
fighting for a chance to breathe
Their last rites unattended
Their loved ones – more than six feet away.
There’s nothing normal about this at all.
Written for the April PAD prompt, day 6, which got me thinking about the all the changes around us.
Photo taken on my rooftop, where I do my cloud-counting from.