This Inertial Pain
With partial sanity, do we
Play host to this inertial pain.
Sticking to beliefs; once laws,
Hither-thither like prey, we flee from
The downpour of changes —
Wreaking havoc in sweet bubbles of monotony.
In states of ecstasy and gleeful excitement
Were changes invited home,
Oblivious to how residents of long
Were being thrown out, to the streets,
And life once revered, going haywire.
This inertial pain opens up doors
To enticing worlds but oh -
How our hearts bleed!
For the normalcy; now history.
A monochromatic world do we
Open our eyes to, changing
And growing for better or worse,
To survive this inertial pain.
For one day, it too shall sustain
Pain akin to what our beloved routines suffered
And watch helplessly as we intone — “Oh, this inertial pain!”
While changes — today’s novelty, are rendered homeless
In a future unwritten yet.
Till then,
With partial sanity, will we
Play host to this inertial pain.
Thoughtfully yours,
D
