Mother they promised me
honey from the bee hive
and I ran to savor some
mindless of the night
They gave me not a single drop,
instead put
honey-color death beans
in my mouth
I kept asking for some
food and they kept
spraying me with arrows
till I gave up
The longbow man roared
and turned to his men
wiping away blood, he said
my violence conquers yours
Mother I think they killed me
But I know not why
The thinnest crescent
of a moon saw me bleed
© Sameer
