Last night
I bled
as I walked
amidst
the shards
of
broken hopes
and
shattered dreams
strewn all about.
I am
the broken hope
the shattered dream
the violated right
the misty eye
the muffled voice.
I am
the disrobed Draupadi.
She, too, was disrobed
in a court
by the defenders of faith.
They will now
judge
ridicule
assess
opine
incriminate
what?
My BEING!
I am
nature
as natural
as the rain
that kisses the earth.
What gender is the rain?
Or the earth?
Did you ask?
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