Homerun

It hit me hard today.

A rock hard truth,

the river was red of blood

A scream discernible downstream

as a man beat up his own wife

while saying the words

“till death do us part”

 

A flooded house

deep in the city

“You can’t go back there”

A baby closes its eyes

and drowns in darkness

 

Something came to surface

“Why are you smiling?”

 

My naive, naive self

there is no such thing

as an unconditional love

in this topsy turvy world

 

No matter how hard you try

how much you bleed

humans are always

programmed to seek fulfilment

 

If so, then where do i fit in?

Am I a human?

Why do I persist on putting others

before myself?

 

Of course.

I do those things

 

Because even I wanted to be loved.

 

 

 

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