Mum, Dad, why did you…?: A poem 

Mum, why did you come with Mandeville bells? 

In their white `evil’ colour, my sorrow swells 

Why should I always face imminent death? 

When with each new birth I have humbly met 

Dad your baby’s breath leaves me out of breath 

All these vestments of sacrifice, I can’t forget 

I am growing older with every passing moment 

How much longer can I put up with torment? 

I have given Man what’s not his due, and didn’t rue 

I have failed my own grail and didn’t wail about it too 

My fortune never fit my foot like a welcome shoe 

And all these thorns have left my skin welling blue 

This face has been outpaced of grace without interlude 

For fortitude’s fort, I have shown immense gratitude 

Though it stormed all through, I never shut my windows 

When will the bright glow prevail over the dark shadows?