The Fight Poem by Raj Arumugam
The Fight
The migrant's son fights with his sis,
shouts at his mum and defies his dad.
The migrant's son rolls on the carpet
and somersaults over the sofa...
I know why you do this,
son, I know why you do this;
but be patient awhile, be patient,
for it takes time
to have each one's space and life...
(from The Migrant - notes of a newcomer (February 1997- July 1998))
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