A moment in a solitary corner
I recall my grandmother’s cow
MM---AAA-----AAAA----S, in her own garden
Labour for her, also the consequential labour
For my grand ma, tending, caring, cleaning,
Innocent calf falls to the ground,
Tether and crowbar witness gleefully.
For many a human, helpless, I foresee,
Why this Birth? Why this birthing?
Why take a Bath or holy dip?
As for those deliberate inhuman,
Callously dipping in vials of sin,
Is it absolving karma or abrogating
Dharma , insignificant moments of
Foraying into the otherness of existence.
A church bell peals out ,disturbing silence,
It is also part of Karma,
Karma admonishes
You cannot banish me, bear with me.
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