What you said is bad ! Says the man
Your ways are always bad adds the man.
You have entrapped the family shouts the man.
It has been so all these years screams the man.
It is my fate to listen to such invalid talks thinks the woman
It is the reward I get for my sacrifice bemoans the woman.
It is a thankless job admits the woman.
“I have to pull along against odds “sobs the woman
She has been hearing all these for years together.
She has endured it for the sake of her children altogether.
She breaks down hopelessly when she hears the same from one of them rather.
True! Women are faceless slaves in a way I gather.
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