The Marriage Rule
Living in a society with high and grounded morals
I chose to break the rule and be single
Scandalous! For a girl
After all, the religious laws I do follow do be clear
A girl shall be seen as a sinner and shall be denied Heaven
If she chooses not to serve faithfully and submissively, her husband
But a rule I broke, the familial
When I did impose my choice to keep on being single
Why, mind you, even as a single, I do engage not in the taboo
I do love my religion, I do believe in it blindly
I do love the promises it offers, the promises of liberation
Of it keeping track of our actions for they do bear reactions
But I do wish to assert my individuality
I do wish to be acknowledged as a lover of poetry
Of stories and of words
In my duty, I do wish to even make my voice heard
Pray, getting married out of love is for me impossible
Love, once, on my heart beats did trample
Getting married would be out of compulsion
A mere consequence of a societal regulation
But should I please this society
Should I forsake my free time, should I sacrifice myself
Should I, out of compulsion, serve a man and bear him children
And let it all engrave on my body, scars, meant to remain?
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