Between The Lion And The Lamb Poem by indira babbellapati

On the altar
Of motherhood
She's sacrificed
Before she tasted
The bliss of
Divine motherhood

Scared and shriveled
She shivered like
A vulnerable lamb
In the butcher's hands

Nurtured in her lap
Playfully filling
His belly at her breast,
Are these men?
Do they know what
It's to be a man?

What insecurities
What savage passions
What crude desires
Compel him to pounce
Upon her like a lion
On an innocent lamb?