Farce

 This is an ode to the unlucky victims whose stories remain untold. Because how can they let it unfold without betraying the poisoned hands that give them life ?

FARCE

A man and woman, who were poles apart,

Let their societal obligations lead them

Into a compromise more destructive than their past.

Beauty without love, success without joy,

They tore down a home and turned it into the ruins controlled by their demons.

A marriage they say, is a bond sacred

One that is blessed by God,

But is it truly a blessing 

If they torture you with iron bonds?

They say it takes two parents to run a family,

But after years of a compromise gone sour

Of mansions haunted by their silence,

The parents let their demons take it out on their offspring.

Two grown up girls, born beautiful and strong,

A potential future for these miserable souls

Were broken into pieces

By their chokeholds and cuffs that were left on for too long.

Taught to be obedient, subservient, invisible

Values that were to be buried with those of their ancestors

The miserable souls continued their torture

Clipping off their wings before their chicks could take flight

A reminder to never forget that they are destined to share the same plight.

A thousand tears shed, a thousand cuts endured 

In the dead of the night,

When they thought the undertakers would be out of sight.

Muffled screams, and days spent starved,

Even the self-inflicted pain could not serve as a balm.

Till the day of truth came,

When they crumbled beneath the pressure,

The day the girls decided 

Enough was enough.

Starved of love, desperate for support,

Drowning in their sorrows,

Took the plunge together, 

Letting their hearts stop along with the ticking of the clock.

Because while it may be a sadistic game 

For the miserable souls behind their closed doors,

The girls wanted nothing more than to show

To unveil the farce that did not bear fruit 

To get justice for the two lost souls who had the right for so much more.