Bloody Hearts Ode
Bone of my bones, flesh of my flesh: (Genesis 2:23)
A man leaves his mother and father
To cleave to his wife.
--No thoughts whatever of marital strife.
Then the children arrive,
Heralds of joy.
One is a girl; another a boy.
At first all is bliss
With the master and miss.
Then suddenly, THWACK,
The façade shows a crack.
Be it spit-up or colic,
Or just one sleepless night.
Both parents agree,
Something's not right.
The blame and the guilt,
The guilt and the blame:
Can any marriage survive
Such a cruel game?
Fast forward a bit
Past tears and accusations,
To late teen years
Of monetary machinations.
The fights and the shouting,
The wounds and the pouting;
The warnings and threats,
The mountains of debt...
And now that the darlings are married
And settled,
You're on call 24/7,
Constantly nettled.
But in hindsight it's worth it,
That much is clear.
So I'll end this bloody ode
On a note of good cheer:
Happy Valentine's Day, My Wife, My Love, My Dear!
(February 02 2018)
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