Taboo Poem by Kolawole Ajao

Taboo



The best woman to take to the altar
is one's own sister
She knows at least
The first two decades and five
of what you call your life
But nature does say no to that
So do many of religions
and belief systems and,
Ultimately the law of Jah
In something we call Sodomy
Or incestuousity if we like

Then we all have trodden one
major path which often wrings out of us
Blood and water and sweat
We go for the one we call wife
Unrelated to us, a stranger
In a union akin to go to gaol
In a prison where escape
is vague and virulent
The day the contract is signed
becomes the day you want to unsign
The deal you longed to settle.

Were it not for nature and God,
Men wouldn't marry outside of home.

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Quite a controversal poem! A different insight.; D

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Kolawole Ajao

Kolawole Ajao

Akure, Ondo State Nigeria
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