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Friday, August 3, 2018

Cries


Landed on earth with the loudest cry,
Then it turned to the single language
For milk, for sleep, for everything else
All I did was cry aloud.
And then I learnt the crooked world
And as selfish I grew the best way found 
To achieve my goal was cry better.
And then I cried when sent to school
And then again when I left my school.
Then I cried at mother’s warnings
Of a world that seemed more terrible than forests
Though all was true I later realised.
Then I cried when I left my home
To another home by social norm.
And then I cried when his voice rose;
A cry as useless as a white pencil.
Then I cried for another life
To land on earth to repeat the lines.
Then I cried when their voices rose.
(My mother too would have cried; 
Then I never thought)
Then when I had grown enough
Ego to withhold my precious tears,
The heart couldn’t stand and did burst.
In that painful cry I breathed my last.
Now cries have begun
But I hear no more.

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