Thursday, August 20, 2015

What's Love Got To Do With It?


What's Love Got To Do With It?

With tongue in cheek I saw a probate judge today,
To find out how much I should pay,
To tie knots with all those I love,
Smacked I, as it was, by a multiplicity of legalized turtle doves.

The fabulous five had decreed
Nuptials valid through love only, indeed.
Marriage in sacred tradition officially driven to doom,
Just like tortured babies in their mother’s womb.

So, is it my turn to knot my many new loves?
Legally protecting my cats and dogs, even my gloves,
Because love, not children, declared now the basis
To marry anyone or anything in this new social stasis.

What does it matter how many I may marry?
My spouse could be either female or male.
Why should I delay, linger, or tarry?
When I foresee a rising polygamous scale.

This kind of love stops not with another human being,
Its legality allows for different sorts of spouses.
It’s not too difficult seeing
That this new definition of marriage lives in many houses.

With word usage, definitions, and traditions rendered useless,
This new era forms a terror unthinkable before.
The high court has jumped its intended purpose,
By lowering ordered society to the floor.

No social balance, nor even its pretension.
Society’s fabric deliberately eroded
Through a progressively-forced intention
By five justices, a new order they encoded.

  



No comments:

Post a Comment

Note: Only a member of this blog may post a comment.