**DOWRY SYSTEM
I’m a Man, I’m a Man, I’m a Man, I’m a Man,**
Wake-up son, stop dreaming, it’s now dawn
I know not why you were saying that while asleep
I do want you to be a man and not live like a sheep
And follow not the footsteps of your dad
Become self-sufficient when you marry my lad
Your dad being rich and educated was sought
By paying a hefty price to him I had bought
Furniture, TV and many utensils alike
My father bought him also a bike
Washing Machine and Fridge too we had to buy
Never thought that he was such a poor guy
For my husband’s family our marriage was a boon
And for my family it was indeed a financial doom
Marriage is a sacred agreement between the two
Barter of money and goods defies the whole issue
Givers and receivers of dowry are partners to the crime
**For society to put an end to burning brides it’s now time.
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You will find more poems on my blog:
Regards,
Fayaz**
