MY MOTHER STANDS UNDER THE UNPREDICTABLE SKY
IN HER ARMOUR; MY PROTECTION
FOREVER
SINCE BIRTH
A LOTUS BLOOMS INVERTED
FROM THE SKY
AN UMBRELLA
ABOVE WHICH
A SINGLE CLOUD REIGNS SUPREME
A SINGLE DREAM
ONCE UNFULFILLED
EVOKES HER SUFFERING
SO MUCH SO
MY MOTHER DRENCHED
IN HER OWN TEARS
I SEE MY FACES
MANY OF WHICH I FROWN AT
LOVINGLY
AS IF NOT MY OWN ENEMY
SILENT AND STIFF
STILL AND STUBBORN
INSIDE THEM
STILL STUBBORN
A BIRD FLEES ITS NEST
AS IF IT NEVER NEEDED
IT
I REALISE
THE WORLD IS NOT JUST BEAUTIFUL
IT IS HORRENDOUS
