With This Ring
The centre of the wedding ring has seen some of the greatest fights
Set off by the wedding bells
Shiny and sparkling, its aesthetics deceiving
By invitation only,
The contestants are lovers, often newlyweds
Candidates for eternal love and happiness
But finding only bitterness
Insecurity, jealousy, pride, ego and masculinity encircles the ring
Culture, infidelity, entangles the ring
Unforgiveness, doubt and resentment are all inscribed above
On a magic carpet ride into a spiral downward dive
A holy battle of the sexes
It doesn’t have any, but the families can be found in their corners
The gloves are off...cheap shots and elbows
There are no rules, no referee...low blows,
Anything goes
The ring is the price of ‘love’ proudly worn
Bringing doubt to what’s already won
The bouts are designed to test its dexterity
‘Fools rush in’ to divorce their opposite stupidity
The ring symbolising an unbreakable, everlasting relationship
Often loses its sentimental value, to end up at a pawnshop
Or on the other ring finger, a mere fashion accessory of dull memory
An expensive piece jewellery of unholy matrimony
‘for better or worse
till death do us part’
Copyright © Thabang Ngoma | Year Posted 2014
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