Peculiar Love
The clock struck twelve at noon,
And the family sat down to eat.
They were a picture of perfection,
A husband, wife, and a little child
They loved each other more than life,
And their joy was a sight to behold.
They laughed and talked as they ate,
Life was but a full moon
The boy asked for water,
His mother offered to help.
But he refused to be helped
And wished to do it himself
His father warned him not to spill the water,
But the boy was clumsy and the glass tipped over.
A few drops fell onto the floor
The boy looked down in shock and fear
But before he could say anything,
His father struck him hard across the back
The boy cried out in pain,
And his mother gasped in horror
An innocent wish
Became a grave mistake
The meal was left unfinished,
And the family was plunged into silence.
It rained all day
With hovering black clouds roaming around
(Paghunda Zahid)
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