Justice

I haven't crossed any trumpline

nor have I crossed traffics of controversy

I haven't desecrated any temple

why then my prayers have rebounded on me

like the bolt from the blue?

 

I reciprocated parental love

paused for breath and walked on

the carved out path with all my

sincere and conscious efforts

never tilted anyone's applecart

why then unseasonal rains

have ruined my fields

and throttled my simple dreams

to fulfill my worldly duties?

 

I was taught, be good,

do good to others

I have followed each word

dotted my i's

served everybody denying

my urges to steer ahead

leaving behind my responsibilities:

why should I then be

denied my dues?

 

Is justice really blind

is goodness a crime in your books:

when I waited for rain

you gave me hail and thunder

when I bowed to you

I got blisters

my flowers turned out burning embers.

 

Should I not revolt now

you may laugh and call me silly

but now I'll  be my god

and give you back

what you have given me

looting my wages in mindless reign.

Sabita Sahu