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Now that family pressure has done its work to set his feet upon the marital path, you pen this poem to mark the occasion. At the same time, you reveal how intrusive such pressure can be. Those zealous breeders did not hesitate to use ridicule to make him toe the line. In their eyes, bookish people have their head in the clouds, and that's not where they wanted his mind to be. I find myself sympathizing with them: the fascinating power of books needs to be curbed somehow so that life can go on.

some TIMES IT REALLY IS OUT OF OUR HANDS. Congratulation! ! !

What a well written poem? So true to life! it HELPS ONE TO HAVE FAITH NO MATTER WHAT! ! ! some TIME IT'S REALLY OUT OF OUR HANDS.

True reflection of community expectations vs individuals. Thanks for Sharing Rose.

oh beautiful.I trust sons you have heard.Nothing defines a man if not generation behind him, we will be concerned if you dont seem to bring us a wife to replace your sisters who have left with other peoples sons, we will be concerned because we want to see your babies around.We will listen ad save you but son try get that girl to bring the valueble natural resource to and to us.when our sons reach the age of marrying we want see them marrying and havin children thats the clans joy

Again and again! ! Thanks for sharing this poem with us.