May I love my papa unconditionally,
Love my maa relentlessly…??
The very question haunts me
Throws me to bay.
Shall I love them
For they loved me over the days and years
They bore me, fed me, led me…or I stood on them….?
Again it sounds odd:
I know not how to compute my love,
Domestic love so abstract,
I miss completely myself
I forget the figures, simple arithmetic
Everytime I begin from zero
And end with zero.
