(A Dystopian Nation)
Under the rubble of a whole nation
we have only phalluses
billions of phalluses
nothing else
where history is edited and the future is smoky
phallus rules everything.
Everything for phallus
phallus for everything.
Every hour four women are raped
Innumerable vaginas tattered
Millions murdered
Some burnt alive
Deep inside me
a phallus rules my anatomy
threatens me, forces me
kills me, nails me,
veils me, unveils me
leaves me unorgasmic
In a phallic nation
every second a woman is feasted upon
Everything for phallus
phallus for everything.
Moumita Alam is a poet from West Bengal. Her poetry collection The Musings of the Dark is available on Amazon
