Wednesday 23 May 2012

"All that glitters is not gold"

When I was younger, in high school, I fell in love with someone I thought was the one. I was so in love my heart felt light. You know that feeling you get where you become so inspired you can write wonderful poems if you are into writing. Well that was me. He was the perfect gentleman, the one who pulls the chair and open the door. He was well spoken and well-mannered. He was the the type of guy that you can feel quite proud walking the street with and feel at ease introducing him to family. To top it off he was a Christian. Sounds almost too perfect eh? Well as time by went by, I started seeing things, but I turned a blind eye.

I convinced myself I can live with this and I can live with that. Isn't that we do at times? Then we broke up and I cried the night for a few hours (especially when I started hearing the love songs on the radio...like they chose to play then), but then I stopped that very same night and I asked myself why? I started to look at all the things that were wrong in the relationship, all the things I had turned a blind eye too. Wasn't my break-up a blessing? Why was I crying over my blessing? Here was a guy who was right in many ways, but so wrong in many other. He was a bit authoritative, a Christian who did not believe in tithing, but watched porn etc.

Sometimes we are in that position. We are in love and when you are in love as a teenager, it is a certain type of love and no one can tell you differently. We think we have found the right person, especially if you are a Christian and the person is seemingly so also, but the person still may not be right for you and it is up to you to remember the values and standards that you have set and ensure that that your compromises and sacrifices do not undermine these. But all that glitters is not gold....

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    1. Thanks Poem King and if you are into poems, I translated the one on the page into standard English to make it easier for you to understand. It is actually in Jamaican Patios, but I commented and added a translation.

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