(Dedicated to all women, daughters of middle class parents who are undergoing a traumatic life in their rich in-laws house, because of status difference) br br br br Wish I could, br Break my cage, br One last time spread my wings br Flap freely in the wilderness br Take a hopeful flight, br Out of helplessness……. br br Wish I could, br Speak my heart, br One last time recite my dreams br Under the cover of brooding sky br Holding your hands br And endlessly cry……… br br Wish I could, br Show my tears br One last time endure the pain br Of piercing daggers and swords br Of blatant deeds br And sarcastic words…… br br Wish I could br Set on fire, br Myself as I silently stood br Saw them, heard them, let them do br I bled with pain br God didn’t move…… br br Wish I could br Even the divide, br Of powerful rich and the dismal poor br Light up every dejected daughter’s face br When her parents come br Visiting her place……... br br But I could not ….