Quadratic Relation Poem by Jibrael Jos

For him she was the goal
For her he was the way
It was not true love
Adjustments ruled the day

They checked the stars for approval
Matched the relationship on paper
They piled up the expectations
To see if the other does caper

The blinding beauty of selfishness
Cast a mighty spell
It was not true love
But a journey not going very well

He thought he scored a goal
She thought she found the way
Just a few weeks under one roof
Not one more day, they could stay

Astrologers finally gave up
Matchmakers were in a fix
90% promised compatibility but
Marriage went for a six

You take the other
out of the equation
The world seems a better place
But without love and fellowship
Is there a point to this rat race?