Once, twice, thrice and then twenty odd times.
Five on each wrist, ten on each elbow,
Till they announced them damaged for use.
I called God,
But when no pity appeared in sight,
I felt lost, i felt betrayed.
Then You appeared,
Showing me only three,
Whose stains would not go,
For which you pined and pined,
But little thought how cruel was your dad.
