Sonnet on Marriage
In the listless life of marriage
Which cunningly attracts many
Denying its legion of mirage
Are pangs and pains in its belly.
The dark journey's possible end
In the world of truthful lies
All for a little time seem to bend
Hoping to keep for an age the tie.
Like an agonized man in mask
They keep on smiling in pains
All struggling to save the union task
While counting their loss and gains.
Though if it actually comes from God,
I refuse till eternity to give it a nod.
Timothy Faboade
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