Thots

Written in utter anguish after someone told me of a girl who was repeatedly raped by her father over a period of many months, I was already very disturbed about the war in Iraq and the massacres in Gujarat,thus, the extended ranting.

Nothing sacred about it!

Relationships-
Father to daughter,
With mother’s back to her.

Husbands to wives,
With incidental children in their lives.


Sex-
Bound in rules,
Policed by self-appointed fools.

Always apologizing for choices,
That weren’t already hidden in lies.


Education-
Degrees define learning,
Knowledge is left drowning.

Tiny tots tottering to school,
They still can’t wipe their own drool.


Work-
Bribe, beat, bully,
But get a job finally.

For you are your job,
No more than a mere corporate blob.


History-
Heroes are imposed and quickly disposed,
Gandhi is used and often abused.

Invented, re-invented, twisted and turned,
With every new government a new chapter’s learnt.


Geography-
Boundaries get tighter,
Walls built higher.

A global village for the rich,
Roads for the rest don’t reach.


Humanity-
What?
What’s that?

A word generally confined to classroom,
But often invoked in times of doom.


Most of all religion-
Holy Christ, Allah hoo, hey Ram, wahe Guru,
All mere names none ring true.

Tossed around, round and round.
This ‘sacred’ word will be the burial ground.




07-07-05