It Rained a Lot That Day

It rained a lot that day,

that day, when another Draupadi cried for 

the hundredth time

for her disrobed dignity,

when another Sita cried for 

the thousandth time 

for her crushed confidence

and when another 

Lucy

cried for the millionth time 

upon hearing that locker room guffaw

about her hem line, 

her neck line

her walk

her talk

it rained so hard

deafening the forests 

and the cities and

the villages

and then when it stopped to rain,

they didn't know where to sow a seed 

a single seed

for by now 

the earth had dried 

the clouds had blown away

and only dry, brittle and forever parched earth remained,

to burn in it's own hell.