A Poem: “How We Treat The Least Of Us”

A Poem: “How We Treat The Least Of Us”

“How we treat the least of us”
(for the Ghaziabad Girls)

How we treat the least of us
Indicates how far we’ve come
The status of a society’s women
and children
a measure of human evolution—

They were throwaway girls
in a refuge of a world
demeaned and many sans undergarments
some weren’t even retarded
yet all fifty discarded—

Dogs can be sent to the pound
if discovered in squalor
But they were swept beyond the rug
so many squirming bugs
in a holy man’s compound—

I think of my cousin
who was mentally truncated
though her heart was love laden
In her time, she mastered the art of
conversation, had sex on her own

terms, cherished her birthday parties and
gifts. Favorite food and songs stayed on her lips.
Like Rain Man, she remembered every cousin’s
birthday and most everything we said.
Her legacy: All life is sacred.

(c) Claudia Moss 4/10/2016 8:36 AM

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