Beautiful Bondage Poem by samson ogbeewi

As we journey through time on earth,
Waiting for the train of death...
With you I'll walk a thousand mile
Whether to the grave or down the aisle

Oh! How beautiful is the sound
Of a wedding bell
But, whatever joy it brings,
Only time can tell

How pleasant it is to behold
Feet matching in unity to the alter
Where destinies unites
With vows never to falter

Matching confidently like Victors
Even as the battle commences
Bolder than Roman Lictors...
And his bride, his becoming fasces

Families and friends,
Cheering at the colosseum
As Boyhood ends,
Apprehending youthful freedom

What I don't understand:
Is it really a cheerful occasion?
Standing head to head before the alter:
The beginning of privacy invasion...

Bound by the words of their mouth,
Finger-cuffed for no actual crime...
Betraying each other with a kiss
As they sell themselves to each other
In a lifelong covenant of love.