Reality Poem by Indira Renganathan

A three year old
Scents his dad's deed well

When the little boy cries aloud
Dad beats his wife
She starts crying and the boy stops
When the boy stops, he's beaten
Is it somebody should be crying?

Mom cuddles her son
Says 'even a thundering sky cries
by sun's burning blaze
Even the earth cries of drought
By sun's burning blaze
Sun can do anything

Then the little boy asks
'Who's the sky?
Who's the earth? '

Mom says'whoever cries louder'
Boy asks
'Who cries longer is what? '
Mom says 'mom'
'cause Earth is our mother

Boy says
'Ma, I'm your son
And son alone..
Never the sun