{Dedicated to the beautiful and vivid, Tooba Shaikh}
SHOES
Little did I
know,
That mom wont
wake up again.
After dad put
her to sleep,
Deep inside
the ground.
People all in
black,
Like a fancy
dress day.
But none were
happy,
Maybe the
dresses weren’t enough.
We walked
home quietly,
And dad made
dinner.
It wasn’t
that delicious,
Like mom
would make.
So after a
long time, I asked.
As to where
did mom go?
And he said,
“to a land faraway,
For building
a new home.”
He made me
sleep that night,
As I woke up
next morning.
To a box
which was wrapped,
It had shoes
which were shinny.
So I wore
them all happily,
And
fortunately, they fit right.
While dad
said something,
That
reverberated all my life.
“Wear these
shiny little tiny shoes, my girl,
But don’t
walk this earth, uptight!
Eat enough,
not sorrow though,
Be a man who
can love,
And a woman
who can fight.”
-Rahul Bamane
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