This is the only way it could begin;
Wishes and dreams,
For empty sin.

Fantasy can’t last forever,
They say.
Our love will whether the weather,
They say.
You do?
I do.

And this promise will be true?

Vows to each other; promises again.
Promise after promise.
Lie after lie.
We’ll be together forever they cry.

What is the divorce rate these days?

Let me add this up and make a chart;
Numbers to take sanctity apart.

Making a chart is no different than plotting for property or even cents.
There’s a percentage you will pay for ultimately and it’s not just not the mortgage or rent.

Do you even want to know the percentage of the broken dream?

While mothers stroll with baby carriages
coming
apart
at
the
seems.