Take 4 with Radhakrishnan Krishnan
Ripped JeansWe bonded over ripping up jeans
She ripped mine up
And I, hers.
It was ripping.
Ripped Jeans Take 3 with
Radhakrishnan Krishnan
I want my daughters to be free to wear what they like
Ripped jeans or mini skirts or bikinis or swimsuits
Or hotpants or shorts or showing cleavage or whatever
I really don't care if they only wear body paint and tattoos or nothing
But as a father I know out there are sharks
And sharks are violent and only know to be predators
What are the ways to deal with the sharks
Cut/Rip off any part of their bodies to control them
That they try to use to hurt women
This may seem violent but is a good deterrent
May even be a good detergent
Art, porn, or video games as outlets cannot lead to salvation in some types of criminals as the effect can swing both ways
In some to pretending in society they are not bad and in some to actions that were inspired by all the darkness in those three
Only law and the iron hand helps
As a father when my daughters hit the streets alone
In ripped jeans and high style
I want to build a wall
Divide the world into safe zone and danger zone
Keep the sharks out
And let only the seals and porpoises in
who believe in love, romance, mutual consent, fidelity, loyalty, love for children and other things
I even suggest sex profiling, surveillance, trackers implanted and electric shocks
For the criminally minded as is done to paedophiles
In movies when they go out on bail in the US
They don't belong on land
In heaven only houris should be allowed to dance
gambol and play
protected by their guardians who are fatherly or eunuchs.
April 9th TSL NAPOWRIMO prompt Ripped Jeans given by
Radhakrishnan Krishnan
and my poem on it Take 2When I was a child
My dad and mom told me
Monae, Jesus says
Never look at a woman
With lust in your eyes
Because it is better to
Go to heaven
With two eyes
Than with none
As if you do feel tempted to look with lust
You had better pluck them out
So you won't commit that sin again
I took them seriously
So even if you put a naked woman
As beautiful as Rambha, Urvashi, Thilottama or Menaka
In front of me
I know the problem is inside me
And keep my eyes pure
And look away
To obey Jesus and my parents
I pray not to be led into temptation
And to overcome sin inside
This has saved me many times
I'm not the only one
Gandhi was saved from his own incontinence and lack of self control and lust and lack of sexual discipline by saying Ram's name
When he went to meet a sex worker
Once
And I have a friend here
Whose mother taught him
Never to act dishonourably to a woman
We don't fall or yield so easily
And there were many men in the older generation who did not, either; who loved only one woman, their wives, all their long lives.
And I know a mother
with two sons
who taught them
never to do anything bad to women
It's not the ripped jeans
that is the cause of lust or rape
but sexual desire
inside you,
you human beings
that if you let grow into a beast
can lead you to harm
and to hurt others
not knowing
for everything
there is a right time and a right place
and right person
Don't make ripped jeans your cover!
The cover for your lust
your sin
and your sexual misbehaviour
molestation, harassment, excess and sexual misdemeanor
and your saying men will be men
and boys will be boys
all lies
to make women
your slaves to use as you please
when they are not!
Instead learn from Jesus and Ram
and Buddha and Sufi saints
or keep on blaming women
asking them to dress modestly
when it is you who are evil, sinful, lustful and immodest in your thoughts!
Ripped Jeans April 9 Prompt TSL's Napowrimo
In others' homes it's different
In mine it is different
My daughters wear ripped jeans
When I open my mouth itself
As a conscientious father
Before I can say a word
My wife takes their side
She sings from Mary Poppins
"Cast off the shackles of yesterday
Shoulder to shoulder into the fray!"
And from My Fair Lady
"They can still rule the land without you.
Windsor Castle will stand without you.
And without much ado
We can all muddle through without you."
My daughters join in raucously
What a cacophony!
I cover my ears
I flee
"Temporarily lost at sea"
At all my Madonnas who want to be free
Beating a hasty retreat
For now
O, Phew!
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