Attahaasam

slowly..i rise

request feet

to take form

to one side

i stare at nothing

nothing..

i recognise

am i dreaming

a dream again

i look around

but all in vain..

proof lies..

fallen at the feet

a broken warrior…

brave coconut tree

sudden

tears of blood

sprout in every cell

cry out..

in..

tearing agony

one Life..

to feed another..

..what…justice..

is this Mother?

what justice…

to slay…

the brother

what warrior..

What…are

You making me

Mother??

what warrior….

what…

warrior