The Boy Smiles Out of Agony

Beside the corner of the way turning left
In a house- I often see almost
An eleven years old boy
Sitting on a chair, staring at the ceiling
Continuously, saliva falling out of his mouth,
Flies flying and gathering around.

The boy smiles out of agony
As if mocking the so -called Omnipresent,
Omnipotent, and Omniscient God.

As if asking - what is my fault?
If it is out come of sins of my past life;
Do I remember them?
Are you doing justice? Punishing me
without my knowledge of my sins?

The vacant charmless eyes have numbers of questions.
The mother still have rural- love,
For urban- love may take boy
As a burden.

The mother invests all her life
To cure him.
This courage itself is the victory
Of the mother and defeat of the cruel god.