Mazwi Sedibe

Mpumalanga, South Africa
Mazwi Sedibe
Mpumalanga, South Africa
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I Am Not Ready To Pledge My Troth

I am a young marriage material
With the potential of building a solid
Foundation family
I am qualified with the highest level degree of
Being deeply involved in this dating thing
Yet I think I am not ready to get married
I still have one eye looking at this girl
And the other eye still peeking for calm
Under the skirt of the other woman
I can't run the fastest on foot of loyalty
Thus you may not name me a cheetah

I am just not ready to wed
As I fear the eternal nuptial prison
That bounds my wedded peers with
The viscous deprivation of being one with self
I am not ready to shed my me-times and
Create non-existent extra space for another
When my life still has room only for one
I am just not ready to share my all with any one

I am not ready to be some woman's winded automaton
Maybe I am just an ugly rugged rubber glove
Yet to find a left hand to fit perfectly
Maybe marriage is really not for the fainthearted
But why do married people also die of heart aches?
Maybe the biological clock is merely a social
Pressure tactic to get us to start following trends
Maybe I am just a mud stuck up old log
That is not cut out for this marriage thing

I am not going to get married
Since up to this day
I still can't resolve some of the marriage fallacies, like
If marriage is the so called greatest life achievement
Why do we still receive the Nobel piece as a Prize?
If married-ness is really godliness
Why do rifles like rampant divorce still;
Shoot down spouses to brokenness & loneliness?
And if only death does part people
Why do broken vows suddenly part people?

I am seriously not ready to pledge my trot
Because I am currently in love
And that should be the only answer
Yet I still have so many unanswered questions
I am not ready to please the society
in exchange for misery
I am not ready to be a divorce static so
I can be counted righteous
I am really not ready to die
Whilst standing on my two feet
Just because I threw a die
and gambled with my self only to loose all of me
in an attempt to appease my family, friends and societal Expectations,
Whilst knowing very well that
I am really not ready for this.
Wednesday, November 29, 2017
Topic(s) of this poem: marriage
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