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Roopali Sircar Gaur, Ph.D.

They Forgot to Tell Us: It Was Just an Omission

They forgot to tell us

they had loads of oxygen cylinders

tucked away

and beds with clean white sheets

and feather soft pillows

There were angels to nurse

and doctors to take care of you.


They forgot to tell us

and let us die

It was an omission, they said

These things happen

We shouldn’t take it to heart

The funeral logs just burned red hot

Who knew who lay there!


But then why did the midnight caller

cry so plaintively

“he sat in the car outside

gasping away his life

and I sat breathing helplessly.”

Another had wheezed

“Please help me!”

“Get me a hospital bed, please!

I am so sick!”

I had wept bitterly.


And then there were others

on wheel chairs

with their heads thrown back

their feet flailing

as they slowly turned blue

A lamenting suicide note

and a doctors broken heart read,

“I am so so sorry, I can’t watch them die.

There is no oxygen in the store

and they refuse to give anymore.”



An older woman in the COVID ward

Staggered over to offer

her bed to the young boy

she heard was being turned away

“Take away this carcass,” they said.

“His oxygen level

is below 83

His death is imminent.”

“Give him my bed,” she shrieked

“He is my son!” she lied

“Sorry madam, this is for a VIP” they lied

And so “her son” died


Later, they sold the bed secretly

to the highest bidder.

In the dark of night

behind the mortuary

where bodies lay groaning

piled on each other

they struck their secret deals

of medicines slyly stored

and denied to the gravely ill.


You should have called

the HelpLine, they said

We were delivering

Medicines, oxygen and oxymeters to homes

Escorting the sick to hospitals

You should have known.

It was all over

Television, and radio!

And your hallucinating fevered

COVID 19 brain

Believed their lies

covid 19 brain believed their lies.


The elections

Are around the corner

The posters say

The vaccination is now free

The dead don’t vote.






Roopali Sircar Gaur, Ph.D. is a lifelong teacher, poet, writer, environmentalist, social justice activist; and widely published columnist and writer. Roopali retired as Associate Professor of English from Delhi University, and has taught creative writing at the graduate level. Her book The Twice Colonised: Women in African Literature is a seminal text on gender studies and post-colonial literature. Roopali is a columnist with Different Truths, a global participatory social journalism platform. Most recently, she has co-edited poetry anthologies In All the Spaces-Diverse Voices in Global Women’s Poetry and Earth, Fire, Water, Wind; and is the founder-editor of “Saraswati” an online literary and artistic journal. Her poems are also housed at Stanford University’s Digital Humanities initiative, and in the University of Bath’s Transnational project.


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