Riaz

they jeered my freewill and laughed at my core

relentless dictation of life and rules

walking drums more suited to be mere mules

vile eyesore for several days I bore

failed to store cruelty, had to let it pour;

fools hissed at cons, raging molecules;

curses poured in ampoules through my loose stool

no to abhor as I deserve splendor

revenge firmly planted in my aura

thick-leather belts helped tame my relatives

the effect on my spirits, elative;

damp air, better to study The Torah;

a few dirtied their clothes with yellow stains

too bad gains soared at the expense of pains.