Under the Sky you Inherited

1.1        Under the Sky you Inherited

                                                                              2012

This sky I did not inherited

As you did

As your parents bequeathed to you,

As their parents did to them.

Through the clauses of laws, rules circulations

Over days, months, and times

That you think your world has eternalized and internalized

That your social fellows consider imperative;

For the antiquity and continuity of generations;

For you believe that generations and you are identical;

And I only feel the pain, and peeling strain at my abdomen

Pull for  the birth of your antiquity’s identity.

At your first cry, your world unfolded it over you

Stretched it on and on, until you become overwhelmed,

Tried to reach more.

Mine sky is tiny,

It’s created

On the austerity of expectations

At the mercy of rusty masculinity

That often boasts at brothels in darkness

That you sneeze as stigma; but sniff for enigma

In light whose existence you eclipse through gazette;

In the miserly over- time break

Through the crack of the dormitory ceiling

As it is designed by the charity of the civilization

Extension of the wellbeing projects  for M-ego

A dollop of euphemism- the tender verse of interdependency

For my existence and means are finally perceived to be

An important part; not for me for me’s sake,

            But for the sake of the superiority of thee.