My Mother Is Dying Poem by Ramakrushna Sahu

My mother is dying

My mother is dying
Of a fatal disease
And the cause of her disease
Is her own son

She caught the disease
When I was born to her
With ten heads on my shoulder
And my lust and hunger
When ten times multiplied

In her mid-thirties
She started shading her beauties
Like trees shading dry leaves
In untimely winter,
I sucked her breasts alone
And the perennial source of milk
Got polluted and dried up
And then I sucked her blood
Throwing all others aside

My mother is eatable
And I ate her flesh and bones
And all she contained inside
And now she is dying of old age
In her youth, while
I am still a hungry child

My mother is dying
And if you have not seen her dying
Then look at the bony diseased dog
Feeding her breast
To a dozen hungry puppies

Yes, Nature, my mother
Is dying of a fatal disease
Caused by a killer virus
A ten headed demon
And its name is man.