In the room of darkness
A faint wisper was heard
Caused by the nervousness
Which I experienced while standing there
Looking at each other,
They passed a wicked smile
And eventually negative thoughts started occupying my mind.
Perhaps I was kidnapped
Or maybe I was part of some evil plan.
Whatever the reason maybe,
I felt guilty, helpless
As I was unable to deliver medicines to my ailing mother, lying on the hospital bed.
To my way way back to the hospital I was picked and forcefully pushed into a cab,
I demanded for help but no one listened the cries of a young lad!
Now I was waiting for the purpose to be declared
And as their motive was revealed,
I still remember the shock I experienced.
Going to deny the offer, I was taken aback when the price was announced.
I signed the deal with them just for the few ounce.
Being paid my initial amount, they dropped me to the hospital.
I rushed to the ICU where my mother was lying still.
The surgeon told me 'bout my mother's uncounsciousness when after a long time I didnt return.
Keeping in mind her state of health, the heart operation was postporned.
I remained there thinking how to spend the money I would get
In the middle of the night, she opened her eyes and enquired 'bout my health.
I insisted her not to worry and asked her to rest,
She was happy to see me safe and sound and at my level best!
The day of the operation soon arrived,
She called me in her room and said, ''Take care my son, in case I died''
She kissed me out of love and concern for me
But somewhere I felt, I wasn't worth it!
I left the room and placed myself in a corner,
And didnt let my ambition, my aim to be superimpowered.
I entered the hall as the operation was going,
Took the heart of mother and left the hall quickly,
Two or perhaps three surgeons were chasing in a state of confusion,
I quickened my steps to leave that place as soon as possible.
I still remember that day, that night
While making haste I slipped on the floor,
And a familiar voice enquired
'Oh! My son, are you alright?'
PS: I know the rhyming scheme is irregular, the words used novice, but then I composed it 5years back and I still like it for the emotions it portray. However the women is, when she steps in motherhood she is always magnanimous. To the spirit of the mother. Moreover my grandmother used to narrate this story often so that we instill the respect for the noble soul. Years later I strung it words to be remembered forever :)
