When man declares love for a woman, society sees progress,
Praise is showered on the couple for the bold step,
The man receives the stamp of approval from other married men,
For the journey is not for the faint hearted.
The union of two means the merger of families,
Two clans joined by two hearts, two roots joined by two souls,
The talks begin, opinions are aired and the test begins,
It is most delicate before the big day.
Both sides are grilled over their decision,
Are you sure? Who are they? Where are they from? What do they do?
An expected step in the journey to the altar,
A concern anyone close would ask: for this is a lifetime decision.
Then among reason comes spite from quarters unknown,
Opposition from experts of love and marriage,
Whose basis is tribe, horror stories and their declared love for you,
A love you just heard of, like a rumor in the office.
Their concern stems from their true heart felt opinions,
Which is the truth disguised as advise and wisdom from an elder,
An opinion they expect you to conform to, or, be abandoned,
For they feel that you are doomed if you continue to love the other.
This begs the question: where were they before all this?
Where were they in times of pain and struggles?
Where was their love when isolation echoed and reverberated in life?
Where were they when it mattered?
Opinions, knowledge and stories they might have,
But beyond the close doors of my home, they don’t know what happens,
Away from the spotlight, they don’t know how I live or how I sleep,
They don’t know the joys and struggles I have had: but she does.
So, is this marriage yours or mine?
IT IS MINE.
P/S: This message has been endorsed by THE ALMIGHTY.