A Modern Wedding (with Monsters and Fights and Everything)
The path to the altar was long
And strewn with divorcees
The groom and the bride were strong
Armed with love-induced glee.
The bride had slain a slew of statistics,
The groom skipped without further ado
The mines of poisoned relationships;
Like a battle cry, together they shouted 'I do!'
But before they could continue,
The ghosts of the children they had been stopped them;
Haggard, clutching a teddy bear torn in two,
The phantoms spoke in tones forlorn and glum:
'We were created out of a spark of affection,
We watched our nuclear family decay,
Home is where the heart is, says tradition,
But when our heart is broken, where can we stay?'
'The heart mends itself, for we were loved,'
The bride said, and hugged her child-self until it melted;
'Honesty is the best policy,' the groom said, hands gloved
In righteousness, wearing a mantle of fortitude, gaze aloft.
'Our mutual candidness will help our success,'
They said, sticking to each other like glue,
Stepping forward, hearts beating in excess,
As they repeated like a mantra, 'I do!'
As the betrothed progressed, they saw their companions
And parents crawling and slithering in a frenzy;
Their parents had unearthed a timeless bone of contention
While their friends were snarling at their folly.
'See you in five years for the divorce proceedings,'
Their chums hissed, and added 'Marriage is like a sinking boat.'
'I know a good lawyer for these things,'
Their parents said, while trying to choke their ex's throat.
'Just get a move on!' The bride roared, and shoved them all aside,
'I'm not saying this to the groom, but to all of you!'
'Statistics contain failures, but they show successes too!' The groom said, snide.
While their opponents withered, the lovers whispered 'I do'.
All obstacles were removed and before them stood
The stone table and the priest; the bride wore blue,
Borrowed old shoes, her dress was new; the groom had his good
Suit, light gray like a pigeon's heart; their love was true.
At the great altar, together after their tribulation,
They whispered, as in a revelation,
'One day, my worst enemy may be you.'
Eyes locked, determined, they nodded, and said 'I do'.
