The New Normal
A Poem by Faridoon Shahryar
The ants are insignificant
They always were
Now a bit more
No, the elephants
Aren't afraid,
Old stories are irrelevant;
The animals are the same
But their roles have changed
This is what is being called as
The New Normal.
Predators propagate
'We don't prey, we protect'
The jungle believes them
Fear of deluge
Besieges the hapless
Announcements are made
Blaming the warped atmosphere
On a known enemy
The night of calamity strikes
In the veil of darkness
A tragedy is endorsed
Predators prey mercilessly
Morning finds them wearing
The garb of protectors
Jungle echoes gratitude
This is what is called as
The New Normal.
A bunch of fools
Raised their voices
For they knew
The pattern of deceit,
No one believed them
They were labeled as
'Mischief makers'
The rotten apples
Buried their voices
In the graves of
Petrified silence
This is what is confirmed as
The New Normal.
Morning awakens me
With an acute pain,
I am trying to figure out
My new role
In the new order
For I am neither
Predator, pretentious protector
Nor a worthless fool
All I know is that I am scared of
The New Normal...
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