Agony

All on black, mourning the exit
Her glory scrapped, so shiny
She use to be the apple of
The families eye,
The most beautiful of
All daughter in-law, the
Most admired,
Now , she is a murderer.


Gripped unknown
Relieved of everything,
Everything ever worked for
The grieve of going empty
The emptiness of staying alone
Isolated bringing back memories
Of the past
Rotten culture, uncivilized
Turns our women to dust.


Is this what we want
For the future,
Is this calamity of old going to continue
In this era,
Are we alert or asleep to disunity
Is disunity going to restore peace?