The next day is a story repeated except a little change
A small incident which gets out of her range
Was it a stroke of luck or destiny being arranged
Unfolding of events.albeit odd but not strange

He swaggered in late after his usual drunken brawl
Ready to beat her up but she was in no mood for a maul
Seeing the resistance, headed for the l'ill girl sleeping next to the wall
As he kicked her....he was jolted by a thunderous call

As if possessed, the mother charged at him with a knife
Stabbed him repeatedly extracting the last remnant of his life
Looking at him, she had a strange look in her eyes
Yes...She was Kali personified and not his wife

Renu Rakheja a.k.a Tranquil Ocean

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