Inheritance is Polymorphic

Inheritance

Has assumed proportions so dense.

It all began with the invisible DNA,

That defined the class, as they say!

Inheritance

Then became the impregnable fence.

Land in possession became the next object,

Before Kingship got appended to the subject!

Inheritance

Morphed itself yet again, and hence,

The family encapsulated its precious gold,

Inside iron chambers and kept it in tight hold!

Inheritance

Moved beyond the pound and pence.

Abstraction led the way to include codes,

As families were replaced by corporate abodes!

Inheritance 

I feel, may acquire a new sense.

The term may be associated to good health,

As immunity has come to be valued as true wealth!

Inheritance 

Has followed a rhythmic cadence.

And yet, has created many a discord.

This once, let there be harmony, Oh Lord!

Tryst with memory's crest

Perched on a high pedastal
Our lives is anything, but dull
The rains lash on the greens below
While the thunders, in approval, bellow

Sitting atop my humble mansion
I recount the days I had wanton fun
Splashing the firmament's kind blessing
On every passing, overburdened co-being

A wry smile, on my naughty lips floats
As nostalgia recreates my paper boats
Made out of what was held within a book
That was meant to teach us how to cook

We never learnt all that was taught
While in school, we played, we fought
The cruel clutches of life did not spare us
And we learnt our lessons, albeit after a fuss!

The Surreal Sentiment called Motherhood

“Mother,” beckoned the little voice from within her womb

The baby had, but a few more months before it would bloom

“Yes, my child,” she said as she heard her baby’s voice

“Tell me more ‘bout the world, is there too much noise?”

The mother smiled, but assured the child that she would be there

To grow and groom the baby, holding her with love and care

‘Who else would be there along with you, I am curious to know’

She told her baby that motherhood was a boat that many helped to row!

The father put his ears on the mother’s womb so he may hear his child

“I am your father, I shall care for you like no other,” his voice ever so mild!

The baby wondered, “Hmm, so you are also another mother, am I right?”

 “You are right, my love,” said the father, happy and delighted!

The grandparents, were the next to wish the child happiness and glory

And assured it that they would be ready with many a bedtime story!

The child kicked the mother in glee, wanting to see the mothers so many

“There is a little bit of mother in all of them, isn’t it funny!”

“Mother, I cannot see you, but I can feel your presence,

I float in the chamber called womb filled with liquid so dense

I do not know who you are, and yet I feel happy and well

Isn’t it a wonder that I don’t know you, because within you I dwell!”

The mother slowly began to explain to her curious child

“The bond with the creator is indeed strange,” she surmised

And as with motherhood, every life form that exhibits divinity

Brings upon the earth, peace and tranquillity!

It's a battle out there!

Its a battle out there

We lose some we win some

Not of them are fought fair

Some leave us proud, some leave us numb

Its a battle out there

We gain a few as we inch ahead

Victory or defeat, we are left bare

Oftentimes they become life's watershed

Its a battle out there

We meet people then we part

We love, we hate, we take, we share

And when we part it is with a heavy heart

 Its a battle out there

Struggle we must, that’s life

We win more, the more we dare

Lest we are left muddled in a state of trife

Distance, not Distant!

Religion, they say started the divide

Removing men from each others’ side!

The naysayers were not too far away

Racial divide, they said made us pay.

‘Economics’, cried the privileged few

‘Caused the crack’, as money was due!

There were men from the learned lot

Education, is what their pens jot.

The noise grew louder and bolder

As men stood shoulder to shoulder

Only if their views seemed to match

Forming groups, batch after batch.

All until one fine summer day

A small little virus disrupted their way

Forcing them to maintain good distance

Suddenly, no longer were they distant!