Let me inform you of the story of Tariq Azizee
And the life of terrible cruelty he had to bear
Take heed of the tragic tale of Tariq Azizee
Let it balance your hope with some sobriety and fear.
For Tariq Azizee was a wonderful, energetic boy
Full of promise, quick thinking, humorous and young
But Tariq’s father ruled him with an iron fist
Sneering, beating, restricting his freedom.
As he grew, Tariq felt stronger and wise,
His father’s cruelty grew in intensity
Suppressing Tariq’s movements and desires
His spies followed Tariq wherever he may be.
One day a throbbing desire filled Tariq’s heart
He yearned for his own freedom and identity
So he crept and spoke to the people secretly
They heard his story, weeping with sympathy.
So a day arrived when Tariq stood before his father
Who brandished a whip, ready to punish some insolence,
But when the lash came whizzing at his face
Tariq grabbed it with a look of sheer defiance
His father glared in horror as he turned and heard
Hundreds of angry voices breaking down the door
They streamed into the house, sweeping father away,
Who begged for mercy, as they took him, dragging him along the floor.
Suddenly, Tariq broke down sobbing at the sight
Then smiled and laughed that now he was so free
The people cheered and lifted him on their shoulders
They had restored his life and dignity.
Then shortly after Tariq fell in love
Married a beautiful girl who bore him a son
And Tariq showered them with love and gifts
He lived the life he had always been dreaming of.
But as the years wore on and his son grew
Tariq found his fists raging on his wife and son
And though he hated himself, deep down he knew
That hidden deep inside, the tyrant still lived on.