Animal existence

Her day begins at 5 AM. She washes, bathes
mutters a few words of hurried prayer
cooks, cleans, readies the kids for school
meanwhile, he lolls in bed, snoring.

Breakfast on the table, she now moves at lightening speed
Or she'll miss the morning bus.

Dressed in the latest design, as always
she now applies the final touch of mascara
her form still exuberantly youthful, cheeks yet rosy..
He finally rolls out of bed.

Hmmm..she's looking ravishing..he thinks
what's the matter? His mind on high alert.

She bids him a hurried 'bye'
while he's already on the sly
he revels at being the spy, he follows her secretly
did he see her signaling somebody?

She reaches her workplace, tired already
what with the groping and shoving on the train and bus
her boss calls her into the cabin, says
"lovely outfit, make it a bit more revealing."

She feels like slapping him, but resists
her job means lots to her
with a good for nothing hubby like hers
she has to slog day and night.

She flashes her mangalsutra to ward off unnecessary attention
it works in office, but not outside
they still grope her, feel her, as if she were just a 'thing'
oh, what a miserable existence, she lives only for her kids.

Her hubby calls her hundreds of times
she's got to answer him every time
or it'd mean two tight slaps
in front of her bewildered kids.

She's now dead tired, her feet ache
time to cook, teach, sometimes entertain too
while he's spent his day reveling
in the arms of the other woman.

She lays down for the night, whew, at last
he turns and demands his pound of flesh
"Not tonight, dear, am so tired," her protests
grow fainter and fainter, as he rapes her again and again.

She lives an animal existence!