Have severed my bonds.
The womb you lived in,
With all its repent,
Cries those disgrace
For you, who prevailed
As a failed experiment.
Diagnose my derailed faith,
Count my worth.
No intellectual I possess.
Just a womb and a few bends.
Nevertheless,
I am a ground, experimented on,
By those,
Themselves, being failed experiments.
I hate no species, nor the kind,
But the pride you have,
A lust that blind.
Smothering my cores,
Uprooting all at will.
And yet, prove the strength,
The might, that intellectual,
Nothing,
But failed experiment.
No curse I lay
For those who deserve.
It’s the silence I urge to mend
For the future, not yours, but mine.
The present I’ll tend to change
Of both you and me
To prevail as one.
Not as some failed experiments.
Sangeet is a high school student at Nobel Academy Higher Secondary School in New Baneshwar, Kathmandu.
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