Poem: A Mother and Her Son

By: Indunil Madhusankha 


We have an āchchi in the neighbourhood
She has a son
fitting to be called
a highly dedicated son
She sweats out
from morning till night
cooking, washing, sweeping and cleaning
She performs all the daily chores
Her eldest son,
the most affectionate of her children
displays a great solicitude to see his mother
Not once in a blue moon like the others
but monthly he makes a visit,
empty handed,
to have a meeting with his distraught mother
A typical loving conversation breaks out
It is with showy hesitation and sluggishness
that he accepts his mother’s sum
which she earned with exertion
And then he spends it
to buy arrack
Her son,
Her devoted son….


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