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Why? O Val
That your virtuous immortal celebration
Should be viciously celebrated by mortals?
That this day, revered for kindness, love and joy
Should be tainted with infidelity, deceit and sadness?
Why? O Valentine
Should men become philanderers overnight?
And infidel spouses?
Engage in unlawful rendezvous with concubines
In the pretext of “being rooted in the line of duty”
All in your name?
Why? O Valentine
Should lovers seize this day
To seek new love
To quench their lustful desires
With new found loves?
Leaving old loves “history”
All in your name?
Why? O Valentine
Should daughters of Eve use this day
To covet all bounties that can be acquired?
By tagging LOVE “for sale”
All in your name?
This day O Valentine
That should be filled with happiness,
Kindness unto strangers,
Joy unto the needy,
Budding love strengthened amore by lovers,
Vowed love toned up by spouses,
Doted love reassured by parents to children.
Yet the reverse seems to be.
All loose on morals,
Uncaring of the consequences.
“I love you” fills the air this day,
“It’s over, ” claims the morrow.
A love savoured in lust today,
Has broken a waiting heart somewhere.
O Valentine
Did you live your tenure this way on earth?
Surely your legend portrays not
These immorals that I see.
Adultery, Infidelity, Incest
Has usurped your reign.
A lover has grown a false tongue
And betrayed a faithful love.
A spouse, an infidel,
And broken a thriving home.
This day of humanity, love
Genuine love o Valentine,
Now polluted with these
To kill thine honour.
“Love is in the air” is always the slogan.
Yet if men were gods,
To see the vices,
That lay beneath this virtue.
Why? O Valentine
Should your feast
Spring forth melancholy
This day of merriment?
Why? O Valentine.
poem
by
Chinwe Azubuike
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