FERVOUR

Amma, I hate this, she cried out in pain

Why do you make me go through this again?

Temples that are crowded are not my thing

I’ve made it clear, right from the beginning

It was best to ignore my blossoming teen

Rather than react to her venting her spleen

My darling daughter fails to recall

How she loves rock concerts, even a crowded mall

Any argument right now would be considered flawed

Cause you understand FERVOUR only when it’s your own God!