How She Challenged Her Fate
She was only sixteen
A lithe bamboo in the river shore
In the family of five
Destined to be a whore
It was easy to want her
Taps on her doors were frequent
She managed to avoid them
Her reluctance was eloquent
Fell in love with the village magician
Wove a net of intense attachment
Looking at the purple and blue bruises
She loved blooming the roses in the basement
She managed to learn from him
A few tricks and would perform
At the market and the roadside
Gradually filling her black vacuum
Would walk along the thin rope
Hanging from the poles fifteen feet apart
The people would clap along
The pigeons grew wings in the heart
She would always do it in his presence
Except that day with her father on the hospital bed
She needed about a hundred dollars
As his life hung by a thread
In the middle of the rope her feet tripped
She vaulted in the air before the wondering eyes
While falling she shouted my amiiii...go
Like the lightening he came down from the skies
He stretched out his arms like a cradle
Took her into his racing heart
The fate looked absolutely baffled
How stylish was her way to outsmart
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March 11, 2018
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