My buried volitions in the pyramid of obligations

With imbued venom in your euphemism, you crafty nobbled my mind

I never discerned your con but you skewed me well in your evil wile

In the pyramid of obligations, you buried my volitions

Without any inkling, entrapped me in your cleaver-snare

In the name of law-abiding wife and a compliant daughter-in-law

You made me a wench and an attendant

You play upon my simplicity, paralyzed my sensibility

To immured me in your home and to bend me to be submissive

You deceived me millions; my trust was firm, you mutilated my soul, Left to quiver alone

Still, I could never see the impeached monster behind your polite countenance

In the ostensible painted world, of your spurious words

You dehumanized my ontic to ever wonder in sigh and salience

I can read the mock beneath that scornful tight smile

 I feel pity for my naiveness and calm myself

 I am compelled to live life as it has doled out

Stakes are high; even I am not allowed to embrace death.