Repeating Again

It is reapeating again
Here, where I ran to
From my family problems

I have a master neighbour
Who annually registers a guest

The first born girl
Washes clothes and dishes
Cooks and feeds young ones
Starts and beats quarrels off
And ensures safe defication
When the mother and father are out
For cheap labour

In the dead night
When children dream of ghosts
When meat aroma fades
I hear the sounds
Of baby making industry
In my dream