Until The End… Poem by Stephen Omolori

"Until the end of our days, "
That is what many couples say.
Like eyes in the dark waiting to see a candle burn,
Matrimonial bliss is what everybody yearns.
But while everybody yearns for that,
People forget that there are days when the rain drenches matches forgotten in bags,
Making the sulphur coated on them to fall sick,
Needing sunlight, healing, and a fix.
Some couples stop being entwined,
Especially in such moments and times.
Like broken gravestones in Lokoja's colonial graveyard,
Some matrimonies have fallen apart.
I yearn for the end of my days to be with you,
Praying that you will be the one my heart will always choose.
Until the end of my days, you alone will share my bed;
When old age knocks my health, help me with my meds.