A Labyrinth Of Deceit Poem by Chandini Jaswal

A Labyrinth Of Deceit



My greatest fear was realised,
When I saw the familiar uncertainty in my little one's eyes,
She hopped from her bus,

But today she didn't come to me to give a kiss,
Or excitedly narrate the ‘fun at school' I had missed.
She flung her bag on the bed,
Her cheeks were wet, and eyes were red.

She howled and cried,
"Why are we so dark and ugly, mother? "
I know her spirit had somewhere died.

Her angst ushered me to a similar memory lane,
Remnants of the rebukes, still somewhere pained.

They had said-
"To a good man, ‘you' could never be wed,
And a beautiful bride, ‘you' could never be made,
The colour of ‘your' skin is ‘too black',
And the character of ‘your kind' is ‘known' to be slack.
The behaviour of ‘your kind' is unruly,
‘You' deserve nothing but cruelty."

I shook away from the daze,
The permanence of human hatred, still had me amazed.

"Hush, hush darling" I replied,
"They don't mean it, forgive them" I lied.

Thursday, March 12, 2020
Topic(s) of this poem: discrimination
POET'S NOTES ABOUT THE POEM
Was asked the other day to write a poem based on the theme of Wole Soyinka's 'Telephone Conversation' as term assignment in college. This is my interpretation on the same.
COMMENTS OF THE POEM
Aniruddha Pathak 26 March 2020

We may lie to save the situation when we don't know what to say, but truth has to be be faced...

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Chandini Jaswal 27 March 2020

I agree sir; and revealing the truth- the ill of the society here, to the young children, is perhaps the most difficult thing to do.

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