Sweet Rosemary Poem by RAMESAN V P

ROSEMARY WAS LIKE A ROSE
BUT SHE WAS LITTLE LAME
BY SENSE AND BRAIN
YET SHE LOVED THE RETARDED
SHE TAUGHT THE HANDICAPPED
SHE DID MATHEMATICAL QUESTIONS
WITH RO KET SPEED RECORDING HER "IQ"
BUT ROSEMARY WAS COUNTED AS RETARDED
NOT THAT THE COUNTRYMEN
BUT HER MEN AND WOMEN AT HOME!
BUT SHE WAS SWEETLY MATURE
BUT FOR HER DWINDLING FACULTIES
SHE HAD A HEART SOMBRE
OVERTHE ILL-FATED AND UNLUCKY!
IT WAS IN AN AUTUMN
SHE WAS FORCED TO FACE
THE KNIVES OF SURGEONS
WHOSE BUTTER KNIFE LIKE,
SURGICAL TOOLS WADED THROUGH HER
GREY-WHITE BRAIN TO UPLIFT HER
TO A WOMAN OF RECOGNIZABLE MIGHT
AND 'WILL' TO MEET HER PURSUITS.
SHE SENSED THE SMELL OF SURGICALS
BUT SHE FAILED TO OBEY
THE COMMANDS OF SURGEONS
TO COUNT, TO TALK
AND TO WEEP AND CRY OUT LAST!
AS SURGEONS SUMMED UP
ROSEMARY BECOME A GIRL OF TWO
WHO PLAYED LIKE A KID OF TWO
THAT SHE CONTINUED SO TILL HER LAST.