Say, what’s with cultural moorings and mores
In this life that we pack with mundane chores?
No time for a laugh, song or play
As we wander on from day to day;
Laundry, lawn-mowing, how we work
No time to smile, slack or shirk;

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God forbid should we let down our hair
How we sublimate in puja and prayer!
Dare we naturally fight, fume or scold?
A child or adult who was inordinately bold?
Prim and proper how we put on a face
Our inner selves we truly efface;
Cook and clean, now iron that blouse
For I must be that dutiful spouse;
It is our upbringing! we proudly proclaim
Our ancient culture we so easily blame;
If we do revel in this honourable ‘vice’,
Pray, why do we call it a sacrifice?