Lack of acumen

(From my poetry Collection 'Signatures')

The problems of great grand sons

Myself  born as the great grandson

of a great carpenter is not my fault.

Please don’t blame me

for not knowing how to saw 

a piece of wood

and make joints with

a hammer stroke over a nail

being born as a great grand son of

a great carpenter

My great grandmother had

forgiven me for I can’t a sew a button

or try a perfect stitch

though I was born as 

a great grand son of 

a great grand mother who was a grand tailor

among the ladies circle of my village;

.. 

My GGF and GGM were very pious people

keen on teaching me how to pray

raising up  two palms up above first

kneeling down over the floor next

and rest my forehead there

for five minutes at least

bending the back and raising it up;

neck  first slowly

and back next neatly

to rest on hip

as per rituals.

They departed earlier

before my mobile phone

or the land line or TV channels were

invented which anyhow

interrupt to remind

there are more urgent

matters waiting than

carpentering, tailoring and praying

Guilt ridden I live

I am very sorry, 

Ladies and Gentlemen:

Don’t blame me for

any lack of  acumen

Vaiyavan