Poetry

As she was hired to work hard,

just working not as desired,

she works overtime,

wondering to rest anytime,

but he didn't admire this time,

she could be free in her life.

Children dropped out,

daughters moved out,

even thirteen years old,

mother is how they are called,

from the order of their wicked father,

who never listen to their beloved mother.

The relationship changed its look,

the mother has nothing to say,

she has no idea today,

she was ordered to obey,

and the dowry became a price,

a woman became a slave, 

and a man became a colonialist,

a dictator of a family.

                                                                         by Aymar Audry

Prisoner of your heart