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Wednesday, May 19, 2021

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 mere 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)

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