Peedaah

O Mother

i cant be

Your copy

and say

I AM

because….

i am

Not

i am

oh Mother

the negation

of all

i have

ever known

struggling..

to be heard

all that emerges

is the whisper..

i am

everything

i do not know

n nothing

i do

am..

nothing like You

n dad has said

am not

His copy too

helpless..heart

bleeds

missing

many a beat

Shall I make

You

a warrior?

i hear..

slowly turning

to Mother

i see

eyes Red

blazing

like dark forests

on fire

startled..

..with fear

i try…

..to answer

i try..

but stammer

it is no

answer

that would appeal

to Mother..

Mother…in Anger

but..

Coward me

has no option

but to be

the nothing

i am..n speak

out..what

will..probably be

the end

of me