Family Software
He chaffed and shuffled,
soft lips,
that were smeared with the jam,
that she had hurriedly stuffed in his mouth,
before leaving his pram,
he pouted those lips,
in unknown and illformed petulance,
unable to understand her hurry and scurry,
for long,
he was her toddler,
and she kept him sheltered and protected,
that was what he understood,
rest his brain had no grey cells to assimilate,
another of his grey cell told,
that all was not quite okay ,
and his petulance broke into sob,
he still could not understand her reason for hurry,
for him he was left alone,
he had to fend for himself,
when he knew that he could not,
fear made him cry and he bellowed now for long,
his toys,his food and his clothes made him worse,
as there was none to offer them to him,
a mature brain saw all that and analysed,
kid was kid and he would be one,
he did not know that his mom,
was gone,
to attend,
divorce hearing,
with the man who was his father before long,
she was well off and had all for him,
his life had all the hardware,
but now lacked the emotional software,
that was corrupt and nearly gone.
Copyright © Shishir Gupta | Year Posted 2007
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