Sacred Terms Of Monogamy Poem by Uriah Hamilton

Too many unanswered questions
Concerning our ability for honest love
Move frantically through my mind
Like scattering birds frightened
By a hunter's fired rifle.

So many vital questions remain for the survival
Of a relationship I desire to linger
To the doorstep of the grave or heaven's gate;
But at my very core I'm so afraid
She could never think of me seriously
In sacred terms of monogamy.

Will I forever have to contend
With the reoccurring ghosts of jealousy
Or a thousand lovers still breathing in her past?
Will I myself wield the bloody dagger
Making our lives together impossible to last?