When rebellion arises justice takes birth

The old mother-in-law was sent away, To an old age home without delay. The daughter-in-law, with silent defiance, Pushed back without uttering a grievance. The husband, in his quest to tame, A heart thorned with pain and blame, Tried and failed, defeated at last, By the weight of the past. To shatter the deceit and face fate's cruel plan, He turned to his sister, trusting her hand. With strategy in mind, and revolt in his heart, He fought back, unwilling to be torn apart. Her face, once flushed with fiery red, Softened into a lotus bloom instead. In her youth, she refused to let them suffer alone, "We’ll care for them ourselves," she firmly intoned. The father-in-law and brother-in-law stood in place, At the crossroads, with a smile on each face. Justice was born that day, they thought, And in their laughter, solace they sought.