i was a child
to my father
today, my father
is seeing me
from heaven
he is cursing
his fellows
i can hear
the beats
its not regular
i am asking
to the almighty
why i was born
to this world
which is created
by the same
sculptor
who had
created the
wax mansion
for "pandavas"
so many
'duswasnas'
are here
to testify
the strength
of my clothes
number of
"smarthans "
are here to
conduct trials
and reaching
their verdict
that i am
the worst
creature
in this world
for polluting
the puritans
father take
my clothes
and give that
to your fellows
ask them to
present their
girl child
1 comment:
The lines which created tears in my eyes…. The fact about life, everyone is portraying himself as the most venerated and great by throwing stones at others…. No one is bothered about the accused ones feelings…..
The same thing happens again and again….. And all are laughing at those helpless people without extending a hand to support them…
Hope these lines can pop some questions in our minds…. Are we having the right to laugh at them?? Whom should we correct first??? Who should be trailed????? And………….. ??????
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