I came into your house
Eyes full of expectations,
Heart full of hope
Mind full of anxiety, thinking…
Can I in your house cope?
The first time I stepped into your house
Ah! It was heaven
Relatives fussing over me,
And to impress them all-
Oh! I was so keen
As the days passed by
I began to realize
This dream home of mine
Was not really a paradise
Which was set on cloud nine
I slowly began to experience
The value of a human life
This was in your house measured
In terms of money bought
By the wife
I was tortured and treated
Like an unpaid maid
But I couldn’t dare a question ask
For, "husband thy god"
Was this not what my mother taught??
Eventually I bore
All the bad that came through my way
Silently I wept
My heart out
Every passing day
Today I lie
In eternal rest
While my "family" mourned
Why, am I not the same woman?
You once renounced??
I agree I did not come
To your house with a lot of gold
But I had in me a heart
With all the love
You can hold
I wish and pray
That u maybe born again
As a woman, as a wife
And go through the same pain
And live in the same strife
Because, only then
Will you realize
The true worth
Of a WOMAN...
