this woman I met
she wed a married man
unaware of his shadowy lies
one day he left her
with but a letter
my dear
this woman i met
she planted the seed of a man
a father of two
his wife with kids had packed and gone
for what use be of a penniless warp ?
a freak car accident, crash landed him
30 feet down a bridge, on a dry riverbed
disabled for life, abled for a potent job
this woman and her child, I met
In a coastal village of Goa
the locals whisper
“whore and her son, no tag”
“dirty dirty”
her son exclaims as he shows me
his hands smeared with sand
he loves to play on the beach
this woman i met
I’ll meet her again
arjun bagga 
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