FRAGILE GODDESS
Praises to Goddess invincible. All hails to the Protectress unassailable. You are the worth of oceans and we offer you mere droplets. I see your incarnation in my mother's innocence. Her conscience is as true as yours, but she gets defeated from every source. People touch your feet for blessings and my mother doesn't even walk on feet of her own. She is unsolved with the bond, and praises ridicule like a perfect song. She believes in you, oils the lamp in darkness. But how can you be so blind, that you forego the overhaul of injuries she hid under the opaque shawl. You gave her life, unlivable. I am a curse for her death, unattainable. That buzzard is termite in fellowship, purely fictional. One day, his deafening blows on lack of salt in soup. Second day, her crumpled hand for inability to clean his shirt and pant. Third day, she was unable to sit and I failed to figure out why. Fourth day, his belt lying on the floor with mom unconscious and breath on hold. You are the savio...