Her Last Smile
A lonely mentally retarded woman perceived
The world without knowing its malicious darkness,
She died many times before her death when
She was raped by some beastly men,
Suffered many days and months,
One day she delivered a baby girl,
That day to her baby’s little hand
No crescent moon had reached,
No star dropped for her from the sky,
No one tolled a bell from distant Cathedral,
No song was in the air, no artful flute was blown,
The woman cast her unseeing look at the society,
At the civilization around her,
She smiled at her baby, the God smiled too,
Tears rolled down her cheeks, closing her eyes
She left the baby in the hand of God.
Copyright © Mustofa Munir | Year Posted 2018
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