How dare the world go happily on 

The red ivory weights pull my arms down 
Showing off the dark blood-colored paisleys drawn
 As jewels choke me as if to drown 

The red ivory weights pull my arms down 

Friends giggle and sing and laugh and meet 
As jewels choke me as if to drown 

And thick intricate silver chains on my feet 

Friends giggle and sing and laugh and meet
The world around me has a red haze 

And thick intricate silver chains my feet 
My ensured defeat sets my eyes ablaze 

The world around me has a red haze
 
Showing off the dark blood-colored paisleys drawn My ensured defeat sets my eyes ablaze 
How dare the world go happily on 



Pooja
The title of this piece is "Forced." It is written from the point of view of a bride being forced into a marriage that she doesn't want. Forced marriage is abuse and a human rights violation and too often leads to relationship abuse down the road.

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