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How love for him blossomed I don’t know
Through those miniature ears, eyes and toe
Or it came with that cutesy smile
Strung impressively to my soul all the while
Whether in parts or whole ’tis everywhere I go
Energizing ammo enough to be my best beau
Jaggery is how my heart would like itself to rename
To protect the source is the only aim
A sudden disaster and heart suffocates from within
Will murdering the killers be a perfect trade-off win?
Being a parent to a toddler, it is disheartening to see so many incidents of child sexual abuse, murder, etc taking place against school going children.
As a parent, I really cannot fathom the mark it leaves on the heart who loved his/her ward so dearly. So what options does a parent have? Will taking a revenge be a perfect trade-off?
I have written this poem after the incident that happened at Ryan International school. It shook me to the core and hence this terse sonnet.