Nothing much can be expressed
 Not much can be done.
 it is a tumble, a cruel one
 from the hands of the one
 whom you bore and love.

An observation crystallized
into  an advice spurted out
 all too soon before one could
apply caution. This being
not the usual  way.

it transformed into a thunderbolt.
In came screams, accuses
heading to a conflict
Master of   ceremonies
who slogged all through the days
kept stoic insisting the values
of customs and traditions.

The duo went ahead unmindful
of the hurt they had inflicted.
Miserable really!