Red Bridal Gown

Once upon a wedding, There are guests sitting She trails her long veil, Tears starts shedding Everyone came to tell, There is no backing She knows she can't thrive, With culture drive She has two ways, Only one can be destine Living to born-again, Or to just survive The walls of her home, Feels cage beside And dreams of her life, Dies at that sight Now, she choose one way, Obviously family decides So she became the BRIDE, In RED GOWN to hide The blood of her dreams, Fell drip drip. . . And people there, Cheers with drinks.