Pride

Oh, My dear! Want to hear?

This is my story, full of misery

Migrated from my village for good

In the bargain lost my food

My job was first in my search

And my bread was always out of reach.

At last, a job to find

But now gone with the wind.

Yes, you guessed the reason

It is the corona season.

I thought I was chasing my life

But corona was everywhere chasing life.

Deadly disease at the front

Killing hunger at the back.

What is my choice?

Die with starvation 

Or

Die without ventilation?

Migrated from the village last season

Migrating to the village this season

Stepped onto the farm

OMG! My bread is back

My job is no more at stake

The whole village was looking for me

Yes, now the whole nation is looking for me!