My legs were numb,
As I wasn't allowed to speak and be dumb.
Always making their favorite dish,
Always acting as they wish.


Playing with me like a ball,
As I was their favorite doll.
They remind me that I am the only one they miss,
For them , conquering me was bliss.


But I will be dumb,
And keep my legs numb.
I will make their favorite dish,
And act as they wish.


But one day,I will be on the chair eating a bun,
As my hands will be stretched out to them, holding a gun.

------Erum Ahmad