-85 years after Annihilation of Caste I dreamt that I saw my mother climbing a shaky steel ladder hung from a very tall tall building— I woke as she fell; I was screaming. I dreamt this because my mother is old and frail and falls, and I know the next time it happens I may not be there to catch her. I woke yesterday to read two girls had been murdered in Unnao, and one’s life hung by a thread— I wanted to scream when I read this. I won’t claim them as daughters or sisters, just friends, who I’ve never met, tied in that field and poisoned— it is time to wake up and scream.Comments closed
Poems about the dark times.