House of Men

In a quiet house where ladies are supposed to reside, There are webs of secrets people try to hide, The illusion of womanhood is only a facade, evident by the stirrings of musical chairs, emmitting boisterous movements and masculine laughter, someone unsuspecting would think they were having a dream of the herafter, The scherade unfolds when the moon has fades beneath the midnight sky, most believe, they are imagining until they get disturbed by shrieking cries, a house of women suddenly unfold into an army of men taking a house under siege, disguised in elaborate costumes only day dreamers would believe.........