She was a limping woman-
the pilgrim who returned
to find her daughter run
away with another man.
Ground for a crime-
madly in love with
Prince charm, the daughter
fled from her home and husband
leaving both the children.
Perhaps, because he was a tyrant
could this be the reason?
She had escaped!
However
For a mother
why be made, an accomplice
to kill her own daughter
did she breast-feed her?
Thus justified; Feel authorised
to murder. Still her for
mendacious moral --
Rob her life
for family prestige?
A court under stay order --
A judgement worn out of order
Icy cold decisions, to make even --
Wrong doings; Pitiable female offspring
Pay, falling in love, not with her husband.
Punished for not obeying; A price by dying --
With what right such virtuous lay waste, earth
The beautiful habitation long after giving birth?
Annihilate in pedantic postulation. The heart --
inhuman escalate lip service Oral keepers
Chilly feelings creep through the spine
Convulsion for the body and mind
Stare blank, mock life
her body in pool
of blood
ornamented by
a string of bullets.
Interesting piece. You really know how to hold a reader's attention, gain emotional reactions, make a person think about what's going on in the poem and why, make someone appreciate their own lives, and yet always remember this motivation has come from a wonderfully written poem.
ur poems r so awesome..this one got to me in a weird way..it was way cool thou=) nice job
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