My Childhood
We had a good fight and argument,
Abused eachother but never complained.
And never thought that they were insulting us
What others will think about it? Never mind.
There was no shame in my childhood, or
We were ignorant about society’s traditions.
As we grew up and identified surroundings,
An Insulting is glutting a normal life.
Everyone is against everyone, no respect,
Relations were burning on their places.
Nobody can interfere into other boundaries,
A long lesson takes free treatment.
You are a child; you can’t speak to an elder,
Your religion is separate and traditions are different,
Your language is other, you can’t understand all,
A cultural diversity makes a barrier.
When I was married, my partner came to me,
When someone speaks in a family, she minds,
If I ignored her, she challenged my man power,
And threats me to fight against my insult.
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