Our hearts’ choices vary
Our eyes’ lenses target differently
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
You hate to share,
You think I’m not fair
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
You hate the colour blue
I hate it when you’re doing you
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
Your family hate my guts
My family hate your guts
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
You love to taste it all
While I love to have it all
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
Like an excited bird you wish to kiss and tell
While I love to kiss and wrap
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
I am a home fowl
You are a forest fowl who is always on the run
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
I need a generation
You think they’ll be a distraction
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
You love to hit
I love my body
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
You hate to sweat
I love challengers
How can the two of us marry?
Love alone is not enough
Love alone is not enough
The journey is tough
For us to get through the rough
Our commonness will have to be enough
So adieu!
Amoafowaa Sefa Cecilia (c) 2014
Mum Cee 
21 replies on “LOVE IS NOT ENOUGH”
This is so sad–and I confess I didn’t think before I married, and had to leave it 3 yrs later because the differences were far too great, and because no one should have to live in fear of the one they believe they love. You have a lovely blog–the header picture makes me smile, such wonderful happy faces which reflect joyous hearts! God bless you abundantly.
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Bless you too. And thank you for reading and commenting.Those are my students, in the picture, and they are mostly happy around me, excerpt during exams.
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Oh, you’re a teacher–how wonderful!! I’m so laughing about them not being happy during exams–yes!
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Funny huh? Children will always be children.
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They are phenomenal, and so entertaining!
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Yes they are.
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Here’s the song:
If the link fails for some reason, let me know–and I’ll put the music vid on my blog as an early Christmas present for everyone.
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Beautiful song, but I think from infancy, African children are shown pictures of him in His white skin. \So they might never see him as dark.
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Oh, that’s a shame–as my experience of Him is that He shows Himself to all of us in such a personally individual manner and style. Glad you enjoyed the song–I think I will go ahead and post it, so thank you!!
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Please post it. It is such a nice song. It is just that many of our mothers have their own ideas of what how Jesus is like, so they impose it on us, taking the imagination part from us.
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That’s true of so many things, isn’t it? It’s very nice to meet you today!
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It is nice to meet you too. Thank you for visiting my blog and spending much time on it. I’ll surely take a tour into your mind soon.
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You’re always welcome, but no obligation!
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Thank you, but I’ve made it my obligation to get into the mind of those whose opinions interest me, I hope you don’t mind.
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Bravo! I just don’t want anyone to think I’m “pushy”–the blog thing can get kind of weird sometimes, if you know what I mean.
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I do know. Thank you again.
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I wish more people would realize this before they enter into disastrous marriages that are toxic to the couple, everyone that loves them and to any children who have been produced through the union. Love is usually found to be lust and lust wanes very quickly. When lust fails there is nothing to support the relationship; hence, it quickly crumbles into ruin. All relationships are hard work but those of romantic interest are delicate but can be the strongest as well. Love is a word that is flung around by users who do not comprehend its meaning. Great work Cecilia.
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You will be a very good marriage counsellor. This is the issue people fail to look into before getting married or having babies. They end up realising too late. Thank you for taking the time to comment.
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Thank you for your kind words. Actually, I used to be a therapist for children broken by abuse, neglect or other traumas. Although, I also counseled adults who were victimized as children. Before that I was a high school teacher of history. There is much harm done in the name of love and I have seen some of the ugliest humans have to offer.
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That explains your deep understanding of the subject matter. You are such a great person judging from all the things you do. Blessings.
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I am humbled by your kindness. Blessings upon you dear.
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