What Have I To Society? What Have I To Family? (After Marking The Little Girl) / My Last Write-Up Poem by Bijay Kant Dubey

Sometimes think I deeply
To lapse into,
With the head on the palm
Dwelling far,
Thinking it,
Say you, say you,
What have I to society,
What have I to man,
What have I to my family,
What have I to life,
What have I to this world?

Say you, say you
When think I deeply to reflect over,
Lapse into random visionary glides
To feel it,
What,
What have I to society,
What have I to my family,
What have I to nation,
What have I to this life
And the world?

I see the small girl standing before
And think about,
I see the small daughter
And feel about,
How the hopes of hers,
How my meeting up with,
How to view the little girl,
What to say to my daughter,
I feel,
I just feel it?

What my duty,
What my, what my obligation to this society
Of man,
I think it,
Think it
On seeing the little girl
Standing before
And hoping for,
O, that little girl
And maybe it that it is going to be
My last write-up?