We are told that
The ‘patriarch-ally- pup-petted’  and produced
Stereotypical, cross culturally similar
‘mother roles’
allow little margins
For individual identity,
and Women are subsumed into this
Large all encompassing
Earth like word.

This word
Has power in just that.
Its gigantic homogeneity
That swallows
All who enter it
And everything within its radius.

And once in,
For some, it becomes a  clash
of’ Intrinsic’ with the ‘Learned’,
the Reflexes Vs the Rational
the battle and balance
Of both You and Mother
And the existence of both:
In moments of synchronization,
The alternate emergence,
The topsy- turvy Co existence.
Or the complete
Beating to pulp of both,
Into near absolute polarization.


The daddy issues
Are fancy Freudian
Easy to display
Easy  to  pin down.
The Mother. The Giantess.
Becomes your most silent fear.