The Invisible Enemy

The invisible enemy came furtively,

With crown and all, disastrously,

Ominously.

Flew over one land to another,

Without any bother

Of the devastations,

The havoc, the utter desolation,

The deprivation.

The poor who depend on daily stipends

Have been left without any stand

Like a whirlwind it has left so many impoverished,

Helpless, famished.

And worse still, with satanic relish

It has caused so many to relentlessly perish.  

Alas! The hungry crowned one, invisible,

Seems to be insatiable.    

How long we puny human beings will be attacked?

How long will our body and mind be ransacked?

The unquenchable seems so ruthless,

Not sparing rich or poor, being utterly merciless,

Vanishing into thin air our pride.

We don’t know where to hide.

To bandage our faces oddly,

 Or wear double masks, to protect totally.

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About Pushmaotee Subrun

Pushmaotee Fowdur Subrun was born in 1949 in Mauritius. She pursued higher studies in Delhi University where she graduated in English. For the past forty-four years she has worked in secondary schools, seven years of which she spent in Masvingo, Zimbabwe, teaching English in an army school. She completed her PGCE at the Mauritius Institute of Education in 1993. After her retirement, she was a member of the Council of the University of Mauritius for three years. She is currently a reader and editor in the Ministry of Arts and Culture. She has written one novel, one play and Short Stories and Fables. Her poems have featured in Setu Magazine, ‘Poetry and Creativity’ and in Atunis Poetry.

6 thoughts on “The Invisible Enemy

  1. amitapaul

    This poem focuses on the travails humankind is facing under the onslaught on the dreaded Corona Virus Covid 19 and is written in a way the invokes sympathy for the human plight

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  2. Jagdish Singh Ramana

    Beautifully described the society in this havoc. Something striking the cords of heart and it lets us twice-thinking what a man was born for what is he doing.
    “The poor who depend on daily stipends

    Have been left without any stand

    Like a whirlwind it has left so many impoverished,”

    Helpless, famished.

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