INSIGNIA OF BLOOD - Poem by Mallika Sengupta
Man, I've never raised my arms against you
Slitting the hair-parting the day you drew the insignia of blood
I felt pain, I didn't tell you
On dry soil no rose blooms, no peacock dances
Yet digging the sandy terrain we drew water
With son on the lap have watched glow-worms, pointed out Orion.
We know earth is woman, the sky primal man
Then why have you chained my arms?
Why didn't you let me see the sun for a thousand years?
Don't insult the earth that holds you
Man, I've never raised my arms against you.
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