Prayers of a mother for the sons and daughters on the street

A sizzling Sunday morning, a mother 

stands in the middle of the footpath, all 

around her are students, shouting

atop of their voices, demanding reform

justice—where is justice?

Lady Justice is blindfolded, carrying

wishes of those in power who—

          are blind—deaf too—they

see nothing—hear nothing.

The mother stands in the middle of the road, under

a crimson-coloured sky, all around

are her sons and daughters, bold and brave,

raging from street to street.

Her eyes are wet with tears. Her

heart swells with pride. 

She sees courage— hope—a new beginning. The

dark night will be over soon—the sun will rise. She

heads home—she has prayers to make.

Marzia Rahman is a flash fiction writer and translator. Author of two books, The Aftermath and Dot and Other Flashes, she has been published widely in both print and online journals.