A Cursed Fate
The child is born, and they must rejoice
Alas! It’s a girl, there’s no choice
And she grows, oblivious
Of the fate that awaits, devious
She cooks and cleans, and the laundry piles
No time for books, and her brother riles
Isolated from the outside world
The beauty unveils, hair curled
Her face hidden beneath the veil
Act coy, for she must avail
A worthy family, a rich mate
For the sake of status, a bait
Money spent, the exchange done
She has no place to run
A caged bird is sold
Her destiny until old
She is blamed, accused
At times bruised
Unable to endure
And made obscure
Death looks more appealing
Its dark abyss, enticing
She reaches the verge
But resists the urge
The fire blows out
And she screams and shout
None showing haste
As the blaze gets a taste
Her death is forgotten
And the law, rotten
Her pitiful soul heave
No one to grieve
(15 Dec 2015)
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