Division

 

When I divide my mother

from my grandmother

she is a digit without a set.

When she is divided

from grandfather

she is mere a girl.

When she is divided

from my father

she is an ungrown girl.

When she is divided

from my sister

she is merely a woman.

And,

When I divide her from me,

she, my mother

is a big zero.

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(Poem - Jafar Sadik

Collecion: Without Mask

Written in: 2000)