The Dropped Poem by Indira Renganathan

The Dropped



Given her up he
Completely long back from heart
No more of concerns

'Get out, out'he says
In gruff anger as often
Very rough these days

She knows the reason
His wrong weakness and vices
And he knows she knows

What then, avoids her
Trying his best to divorce
But she doesn't stoop

She trusts her children
Who have grown up with good jobs
That they will guard her

Wise they console her
Different with coated words
She knows what it means

'Oh, don't worry mom
We can look after ourselves
Won't bother you'

'Know the way to earn
Can send you enough money
You can be peaceful'

For that beaten heart
High time what is needful more?
Justice and support

Indira Renganathan

Wednesday, July 13, 2011
Topic(s) of this poem: social
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