Whose Fault?

Whose fault?

Planning life itself doesn’t guarantee success

The thought of people and culture

Sometimes give me the shivers

The prize of children is indeed not happiness

Certain situations makes one doubt his reality

Questions your believe, your thought and essence

Forced by tradition to get another

For the sake of heredity

That of course, didn’t come with bruises

Some left the other with separated eye sockets

They both loved, but love alone wasn’t enough

To sustain what was inelastic

Couldn’t put up with the shame

Suggested a traditional method

But she was too indulged in her faith

He was left with few options

Then he decided to take the bull by its horn

She couldn’t put up with that and decided to go for the slide

Finally the name is sustained

But on what cost?

Hatred looming behind laughing faces

Yet a plea of peace

Whose fault?

Tradition or choice