Complain,I shall.
Reason the wrong,
demolish the right.
Foul , you cry?
And,
you shall watch.
Born,
To two organs
craving work.
Raised, too,
Replicate, Impersonate
Childhood,
wringing rights,
But,
writing wrongs
Adolescence,
Hush, Stop.
Adulthood,
Proletariat?
Shut up.
Work, You will.
Middle age,
Life,left,incomplete.
Death,
Inhaled my last,
Refused to let the breath 'go'
Stifled,
to sing the silent song.
Old Age?
I never grew old.
-Subha Ramachandran
