"Not this time"

Not this time
Neither this period,
Marriage is what?
My Friends
Speak the speech,
Tell me marry age
You can't.
What a periwig parted fellow!

No panic
Have seen her
Even in my dream
But where is my dream?
Not this time
Neither this period.

My maturity is where?
Her maturity is where?
Immaturity square

Where is the breath
To breath her
For now
My shelter is still shattered
My shirt is still short and
shattered
Soon,
Be a a shield

No!I won't be like him
That commoner
His income is common
Even not coming.
Receives obnoxious words
From her lover.

I see her
Smiling everyday
Waiting like waiting
For the Godot,
For what?
My marriage manifesto.

Wait for me
At that tree of love
Until I got my access point
To access you
To become asset.
Or,
You want lie
And be a liability?

Poet: Mulekanle Adedotun Adedoyin

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