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Oxygen

Jan 13, 2025
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Updated: Jul 17, 2025



By Kalyani Warrier


Been told not to be so reckless

Seeing the world so affected

Missing the warning signs; not being careful

Thinking back in time, those precautions just weren’t helpful.


They say you never understand without going through it first,

And now I regret the way I acted

Lying in bed, with no air to breathe

My people are affected.


Warning signs everywhere, a million cases floating around

Economies are struggling to sustain

Perhaps this was not the time to be so reckless,

I'm on my bed trying to breathe the air.


But to no avail, I'm feeling breathless,

So much so for being reckless

So much so for precautions

And now, I wait for death to pull the plug.

To take the last supply,

Waiting for the last breath

And to see the last of the world,

To never know if we will recover from this.


By Kalyani Warrier





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