She was born into a village and stubborn was her clan,

Where a woman was an object and she was sold to man.

He may own a lot of cattle and have a lot of land,

But the women he paraded would make him look quite grand.


She was very young and pretty and was married to a guy,

So what if he was thrice her age, he could afford to buy.

She was forced into this marriage and did not have a say,

Though her heart had surrendered to a man not far away.


Now a love cannot be hidden, he was in every breath,

The husband learnt about her love and now she would face death.

The greatest sin a girl could do was that she fell in love,

Her punishment (they falsely said), had been decreed above.


The man she loved had come one night, a way to run, they sought,

They did not manage to go far, and both of them were caught.

They did not succumb to the rules and both were hanged that day,

For sometimes when you break the chains, death is not far away.



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