Yet we crumble
We know ourselves well
Yet we boil and swell
Engaging in battles
Issues of love we dwell.
It is not really awful
But it seems we love quarrels
Storing the malice like camels
Yet we say we are sweet couples.
This is so common in all the homes
We extend the fight unto our phones
Casting the dishes and whatsoever we hold
Love can break with or without plates of gold.
Onyeche Vincent Onyekachukwu