In our quest for happiness
Sometimes lies our road to bitterness
Not having the patience to make things work
We usually try to trek
Out of the little worries we seem to face
We keep changing until we become changed
Changing tires doesn’t guarantee the engine from aging
Running from the ring yet chasing a different fight
Fading while trying to please Mr and Mrs right
Not knowing how to move as bad as not having the discipline to wait.
Good turning bad, the bad turning worse
Trying to fit one keeps changing
A fairy tale love in the books
The reality doesn’t seem how it looks
Losing dignity to many in the quest to find a match
Of many waiting to take you as just a catch
Missing Mr and Mrs right when they come to stay
For the qualities to keep we have wasted in youthful play
The effort to change to good we don’t but only want to pray
Even Satan prayed but still hunted us for prey
To what we can contain we have taken beyond more
To what we can abstain we have not tried to do more
The beauty of relationship has become an eye sore
Living to mismatch for we have stretched beyond the limits
©Hamza Hajj Ayub