Monday, November 25, 2013

dashing and smashing


she like a bull in the china shop
dashed and broke every fragile glassware,
the familial values
together we accumulated and guarded
through our own trial and error
and with much pain to cherish, to build
that neatly arranged little nest, a home

she smashed all in a moment of fleeing
with no consideration except for her larger bed
that could accommodate a variety
calling it freedom and opportunity

smashing that beautiful home, the family
getting rid of the sacred responsibility
of the motherhood, that constantly demanded
a modeling, a witnessing
also to the emerging mothers

thus she dashed, smashed
her mother’s motherhood with her own
and that of her daughter’s

henry victor     19.07.2010

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