A Wretched Society

A wretched society- I don’t sing love; Instead I chant Krishn. I don’t play romance; Instead, I dance as Radha. A wretched society- I don’t keep men’s photos; Instead, I keep their gifts. I don’t befriend men; Instead, I visit their wives. A wretched society- I don’t move with men; Instead, I acquaint with cousins. I don’t seek heroes; Instead, I frequent seers. A good daughter, a good sister, A chaste wife, a good mother, And a woman of modesty, I have lived me to my peril. A wretched society. 04.02.2005