"GRANDMOTHER"

“Grandmother”

The phone rang very late in the night,
She is ill, said the voice at that side.
Ill, so seriously, Doctors were defeated
With all their might, they’d treated.
Nothing could be done, they’d said
Away, was her son (he is my dad)

We were busy in making some cash
Idea of taking break sounded as a clash

We’d to choose between money & granny
Money was near and very far had gone granny.
Both kept fighting in out money conscious mind
In the light of money we were absolutely blind.

Granny was dead and money was there with all its might
We could see only money, granny was out of sight.

Between the money and the granny
We preferred the money and left granny

No one went there to attend her last rituals
As we were professionals not the spirituals.

SHAILESH SHUKLA