I am a Mom too

By Shruti Anindita Vermaa

                                                                                               21. 3 2018

Once again I cannot sleep                                                    

Coz I can hear a mother weep

And as I hear a mother grieve

How can another mother sleep?

          When you hear a child share her ordeal

Imagine how a mother would feel

what would she do?

where would she go?

How would she live

How would she smile

And how the hell would 

she survive…

   

      A mom for whom the place for care

    Becomes for her the worst nightmare

      Why will she make up stories here

    What does she get as she builds the fear

If this was your pain, what would you say

Would you still let it pass this way

Or fight till justice came your way

I am sure this too would be your prayer

Would you put your child through this?

For a school, a building, or all your needs

Is anything worth this fight for you???

Is there anything but your child for you.

Imagine how a mom would feel

As nightmares of her child she peels

The story of her child’s abuse

Just put yourself in the mother’s shoes

Just think and think and you might feel

All is not too well, there’s a need to heal 

          At least your heart would want to find

                             To something you might have turned blind

Thank god it was not for you??

But tomorrow this might not be true

And would you still want to believe

It is a story your three year old would weave.