If they felt it wrong too

Originally posted on PIECES:

Peeping

From behind the window fences

Witnessing his flimsy defenses

My slowly drowning eyeballs

My flickering vision

My zipped up jaws.

I didn’t know my name

I didn’t know his either

I was an innocent toddler

Didn’t even learn to speak

By then.

While they were all laughing except him.

From a very little by then

That I had learnt

I should’ve clapped and laughed too

And behaved like any other child of my age,

I didn’t really know

Why they were unzipping his pants

And pulling him down

Maybe I was very small for it all to understand

But somehow

Right there

At that very moment

I knew