The Wedding Poem by Raimi Babatunde

The holy books
Mysteriously mysterious
How can i leave my parents?
And cleave to a damsel
From a strange background

Oh! Arike
You are the perfect definition of beauty
When Tuface did African Queen
He was singing from experience
You are the reason i was created

Ours was love at first sight
Nothing sweetens my heart
Than to be wrapped around your legs
Locked between your balls
Entrapped forever

When i said "I do"
I believed in fairy tales
Loosing you was not an option
I have been around the world
None matches your person
Arike, for you, "I Die there"

You are independent and strong
Spiritual, hospitable and homely
With my generator
We will generate generations
And build an enviable world

Oh my world!
She is an Enchantress
Enchantress "To sha pra pra"
She stands gracefully tall and sexy
Especially when in her elements

Sooner than later
Reality dawned on me
After wedding is the real marriage
I was married to a stranger

I wanted to wait
But society pressured me
My parents wanted their grandchildren
I ran to them for solution
But i realised i was alone

When she pressed my "Mumu Button"
I thought i found an Angel
But behind that Mary Kay facials
Lies a wounded Lioness
Who just wanted to procreate

Behind the clear proof blemish
Nourishine lip gloss
And the beauty blotters
Lies a good girl turn bad
Whose past walked into her future

Now i endure our union
Meant to be be enjoyed
If i had a second chance
To get it right
I will look beyond the smiles
So i can embrace this institution
Without an iota of regrets

Friends, marriage is a journey
Not a destination
The process is important
Much more than the goal
Lest you start seeing a side chick
And she sends you to heaven
A journey of no return