Inika Thirumurugan

I will add an attachment of a poem that explores themes of grief in the following:

Hark, the Grief Speaks

The harrowing sorrow of a mother that has lost her child,
is capable of many untold destructions.
To hear her wailing hurts those that surround her,
They tremble and fall, all prey to the mother’s wrath.
What is she meant to do,
But grieve, for she has lost a piece of herself, too.
Her subject of dotage in ruin,
She, who is haunted by what could have been,
What should have been, wails.
As her fury unfolds,
Immeasurable, unimaginable chaos ensues.
The infestation that took her children away
Should be done away with, right?

That is what she thought as she stared at her first attempt to wipe it away,
The humans.

• Inika Thirumurugan