Prejudice

The flower
That has slept with
Many lovers of sex,
For rations for her life,
And that has lived
Throughout her death,
To keep her children alive,
Now, has slept forever
As she lost her breath,
But, the world has no heart
To pay her any tribute
To help her offspring,
To live in this world,
And, even, God has no mercy
To bless her,
And her kids,
Because, to his mind,
She has sinned.

By: R K Chowdary Jasti
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On 16.01.2013@10.41pm