Discrimination, Jack Kerouac’s way or maybe not

1.

Deft dip of tiny fingers,
In chai glasses, his pale eyes
Often dream of books,

2.

He tore my clothes,
He annihilated me,
Yet I’m contaminated?

3.

Just the diverse rituals we follow,
We are same blood and bones,
Lines we draw not Him,

4.

She preserves life within,
She performs parturition,
Why can’t she study?

5.

Either they’ll worship me,
Or they’ll fuck me literally,
But don’t kill me (un)born.

PS – I’m not sure if these go with the prompt but I had to write them, everyone has to, for the sake of humanity.

For Humanity and for Haiku prompt#45 @ MLMM as well.

- Nana Buxani
– Nana Buxani
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