"

In the shadows of relationships, a subtle dynamic can unfold,
A power imbalance that leaves one partner growing old.
Men who collect money from their women, a phenomenon so unkind,
A reversal of roles, a distortion of the heart and mind.

It starts with small requests, a loan here, a favor there,
But soon becomes a habit, a constant, nagging care.
The woman works hard, her earnings, a means to an end,
While he, with idle hands, her labor, does amend.

The weight of financial dependence, a burden to bear,
A strain on love, a stress that's hard to share.
The woman feels trapped, her autonomy, a distant dream,
As he, with each transaction, her freedom, does redeem.

This toxic dynamic, a threat to love's pure flame,
A corruption of trust, a shame that bears no name.
For in a healthy bond, partners stand side by side,
Equal and strong, their love, a mutual, joyful ride.

Let us recognize the signs, the red flags that wave,
And strive for balance, a love that's free from the weight of a cave.
For when both partners thrive, their love will truly shine,
Unencumbered by the burdens of financial decline.