(Art poem) Those We Put to Sleep by Kushal Poddar

Those We Put To Sleep[1]

Artwork by Kushal Poddar
Artwork by Kushal Poddar

When the rain drowns every other noise

The female fetuses begin to

Conspire. Green splashes from the green, and

 

All morning the sons of men play with

The rooms, tables, chairs. Indoor, because of rain.

Outside the murmurs float and twirl from

 

One glistening leaf to another.

Father you put us to sleep. Father

You put us to sleep. You said, A man

 

Can do only his life’s worth of wrong.

Wrong. Wrong, father. One wrong travels beyond,

Blows in the breeze from veers of time.

 

[1] Fetal sex determination and sex-selective abortion by medical professionals has grown into a 1,000 crore industry (US$244 million) according to Wikipedia article on violence against women in India

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