Poem # 8 To a husband

To think otherwise is a common mistake,
A good son does not spontaneously a good husband make;
Once you are married your wife is your world
This secret to marriage is rarely unfurled.

No longer should you try to please the majority
No more should blood relation be the priority;
Many a marriage breaks this cardinal rule
To try strike a balance is the attempt of a fool.

You no longer marry a girl to be your valance
She is your true strength for sustenance;
She is a part of you, the way to your future
This is the relation that you need to nurture.

In a perfect world everyone would get along
Out there no one would fail to belong;
Here, everyone competes for affection
Welcome to this world of imperfection.

Let down your mate and your future you forsake
Realize that your parents, no longer "the" family make;
Let go of the past and they will strive to make it right,
You will be happy, as they will no longer fight.

This is something each man needs to realize
To prioritize is the only respite;
Choosing the wife does not make it wrong,
It forces all to make the whole family bond strong.