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A TWISTED VIEW OF MARRIAGE IN AFRICA!!!
People will see a man washing his clothes and instead of minding their business, they'll say "Ahh Oga Victor, go and marry so you'll stop washing".
They'll see a man cooking and be like "Bro John, you need to get married so you can stop cooking".
A mother will look at his 35years old son who cannot wash his own boxers, boil water for tea or even make his own bed, a 35years old that cannot take his plates to the kitchen after eating and tell him "James, you need to settle down, get a woman to take care of you". SERIOUSLY??
In different ways, the society subconsciously tell men that they don't marry women for any reason other than cleaning, cooking and childbearing. I begin to wonder, does the average man need a wife or a glorified maid?
Many women look 3times their age all because of stress and exhaustion. You sit down in front of the TV with your phone and watch your wife work until she's about to pass out. REALLY??
Men, who told you that it is wrong to wash your own plates?
Who told you that it is wrong to wash your own clothes?
Who told you that it is wrong to dress your bed when you wake up?
What will it take to help your partner with chores in the house?
If a man wanted to be adopted as a child to be pet, pampered, fed and nursed. Then, he need not to seek marriage, he should rather offer himself up for an adoption at a motherless home to be pick up.
BUT If you want a wife, who you would love, cherish, do different things with, assist in some chores, and love her for the rest of your life, then get married.
AND if you are getting married because you feel you're becoming too old to do your own chores then get a maid.
Women are to be cherished, pampered and loved, not USED.
Today i am tired of trying
I will no longer do this hiding
My tears will now flow freely
Trickling down my face Sourly
I smile in shrouded agony
I laugh loudly in twisted cackle
For within is deep folly
Of hiding away my pain knacles
For me there is no remedy
For I am deeply immersed
I've forgotten how to stay steady.
I've lost the hope in my dress
cold stars stare at the sky,
Washing the moon with tiny lights,
Twinkling at passing cars and kissing teens
Hiding under an old, forgotten tree
Standing guard at the cemetery.
Gravestones whisper names
Of heroes that refused to die
Their death in your head, in your heart,
Searching for what is left of memory;
A medal, a medallion, an accordion
Hanging from rusty dog tags and faded fatigues.
Fingers brushing pearls of pain
To feed the concrete soil to grow
A little boy with broken heart
And distant mother's love seeking
The window sill for a memory
That was lost when guns poked holes
Between ribs and patriotic zeal.
Rains come between the stars and the stones,
Between the lips of lover's kisses,
Between memory and the misty present
And you turn to the weathered woman
You have become and you ask her;
is this all that is left?
This creaking house mourning silence,
This damp bed whimpering tears,
This empty picture telling a lie,
This broken boy pressing khaki pants,
Seeking to find a man
Among bullet torn soil and bleeding bodies?
is this all that is left?
Yet you will watch the bus
Drink the dregs of you off the cup
You once happily called life,
You will patter all over old photos
With your worn hands, your weary heart,
And your empty eyes.
The cold star will stare at the sky,
The gravestones will welcome another,
Youths will kiss under any tree
And gun salutes will fill birds with flight.
Then when you fade away
Like the last frost of the fleeing winter,
The gravestones will turn away,
Guns will salute the gleaming shine of oil
And paper flowers will be your medal.
1st place: 50 SBD
2nd place: 30 SBD
3rd place : 10 SBD
4 - 5 place :5 SBD
After 7 days, I will put photos in a post for voting, the one with the most votes will win, so we allocate awards up to 5 places.
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