I'Ll Turn My Face Poem by Neela Nath Das

I'll turn my face
from the guy who will
tell me to share his
nagging tear and
claims him as a millionaire,
who can buy this and that,
of course the she of a woman,
either thin or fat.
I'll hate that chap
who is a drunkard
and emits filthy smell
but brags of his blood
and property of father.
I'll turn my face
from the man
who puts off
his dirty linen
to impress a woman.
I'll pass that fop
without any reply
who thinks cricket
and politics are under
only men' domain.
I'll run and run
from the soggy head
to a place solitary
if he seeks chances
to press against my will.
I'll kill the guy
who will force me
to be in his brace.
I hate a dolt
who considers women
block head and tool.