Brother did you see, our mother has been sobbing at night?
Since you empty that golden elixir down your throat
And dictate the highway well above 100 mile mark,
Only to brake by some provoking beauty in dark,
To drill a hole in her arrogance of being alone,
And penalize her for sharing your birthright;
Making our family proud before the world…!
Aliens doubt, whether it’s in our culture?
We cowards digest that humiliation
And vow to kill every foul foetus,
Till father rises from his eternal sleep-
We can have million good night slumbers
Only if our weak mother stops sobbing at night!
- Anunoy Samanta
(Written for NaPoWriMo 2013 - 30 Poems in 30 Days challenge!)