Forced Marriage: A Rap

Sent to us by Clare, a guest contributor 


Forced marriage

It’s a miscarriage of justice

A must for us to protest

To stop the pest

The pestilence of forcing


Immersing the unwilling

Into fulfilling a parent’s will or

Be killed

It’s still a sin that’s commonplace

In East and West it’s in your face

Do you see it or do you flee it?

Will you be its opponent and

Own it?  it’s not fiction

It’s an addiction

Of a belief system

A thief system

Stealing human rights

Of girls who set their sights

On living life their own way

Not victimized by daddy’s way

Who says do as I say or die

His mind has surely gone awry

That’s got to go

It needs a blow

To naming honor

As the stigma of dishonor

What her father wants

And so he flaunts

His right to force

With no remorse

“Do what you oughtta”

But she says “I gotta

Get outa there

Legally and instantly

Give a shout not bear

The pain of shame

It’s not right

To blame me

Or shame me

For wanting to live

My very own life

And not be the wife

Of an unwanted guy

Or face the knife

Of my father

Or brother

Or uncle

Or mother”

Something’s really wrong

And no rhyme or song

Can right this wrong

Without throngs of wise ones

Women and men

With the stroke of the pen

Make illegal this force

Until it’s taken its course

And come to an end

So all will befriend

The suffering one

To suffer no more

She can breathe once more

Feel safe once again

Feel protected from men

Who would hurt or force her

Into a corner

So thank God for Britain

Which has clearly laws written

To ban these marriages

Which true justice miscarriages

And instead to criminalize

Such immoralities and lies

All such acts which would end

In the death of a friend

So instead of cowtowing

She can choose not to bow down

And live her own life

And halt all the strife

Over honor/dishonor

And be free