Accused Victim
That obscene naked mind
nauseatingly holding its pole in hand
pounced on me
tore off my burqa
Later, in police station:
“What were you wearing?”
“Burqa”, I replied
“Nothing else?”
“…………..”
“???????”
“Undergarments inside”
“Nothing else?”
“…………”
“Ah”
I got up
kicked him where it hurt most
And went out
I asked to
a man peeing by roadside
a man bathing by street
a man with hairy nipples,
“You ain’t wearing anything,
Why don’t YOU do it?”.
All went limp
There I learnt
to stand behind myself,
to disown guilt,
to put it
where it belongs
(Photo: AWARE on Facebook)
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