Thursday, July 1, 2010

the scapegoat's bloodline


the father sacrificed his son not
passing tests of faith
exemplary courage and unquestionable loyalty
the goat's blood was spilt
appeasing some far away god's thirst for his pound of flesh
the lord giveth, the lord taketh away

the mother birthed her son
legs splayed, body cleaving
for life's endless passage. a baptism of love and excruciating pain
winding roads, years and dreams hitherto
she beckons him back from lands and glamours afar
i gave you life, now give me yours.

ruby red stained the ground the colour of
acquired self-righteousness.
i did this for you. it's your price to pay
the balance sheet of life and a careless auditor
debits, credits and sacrifice
glorfied and placed on a pedestal


a lever clicks,
one man's pedestal is the goat's gallows.

4 comments:

Vishal said...

The dead goat turns into a father as the time passes,
and the cycle goes on and on...
So very Indian!

MissAnnThrope said...

and the emotional blackmail :D

Sidu said...

WOW

MissAnnThrope said...

thank you sidu