In a bucket
Eggs collected
Offering life
To continue
Her own bucket of eggs
Revealing in the hard shells
Cell membranes
To be pierced by the agile sperm
Strong headed

She had covered her face
On the door of worship place
For hundreds to see
Her misery
Behind the veil of poverty
Veil of religion
And morality

She had exposed her inner desire
For life
To those
The ones who came
Out after prayers
Who had long carrots
And corns
In their hands
Rubbing red chilies over them
14/11/2009

Sadiqullah Khan

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