The Wedding Ring Is Missing
The wedding ring is missing
one can see only empty ring finger
Though wedding gown, shoes still on,
no one knows where the ring went
The oath solemnly taken at holy altar,
wedding kisses made in public view,
and the hope that followed the event,
have vanished without trace and truth.
In place of ring there is a dry weed.
In place of wedding kiss there is fury.
In place of solemn oath there is curse.
In place of wedding joy there are tears
The officiating clergy looks on in fear.
Bride now divorced, sing funeral songs.
Her children, relatives, friends in agony,
vow never to be fooled and dumped
Africa where grooms fix wedding rings,
make holy oaths, kiss for convenience,
then abandon brides to their cruel fates,
make weddings into play games of lies.
If the land of wedding jokes glorifies lies,
then how can the wedding ring matter?
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