Married But Not A Parent Poem by santhana louis

MARRIED BUT NOT A PARENT


We have a couple living in the upstairs
sound of music, through the windows always blare
their house is full of modern wares,
yet, they are as sad, as having been lost in a desert so bare

a decade of marriage with pills and pilgrimages
cursing remarks befall on them in barrage
for some unknown defects in their human hardware
harvesting a child is to them, the biggest nightmare

one plus one, how much they would spend
with their bank balances growing in leaps and bounds
the purchasing power they have and wield
is not just enough for them, to fish out a child

not every child is the best asset
nor every parent is proud of his product
they need not be in tears - for not becoming a parent
possible, patents they produce
sometimes, may bring them to lament

Louis Santhana