first day of marriage

i see happy faces,
All looking at me in gazes,
Am weakened and want to run in paces,
Problem is my shoes have no laces.

Am oddly dressed up in a suit,
Its a Tux and black as soot,
I don't know how i got here from my suite,
Maybe am a heavens recruit.

The bell rings,
The crowd stand as they sing,
Appears a white angel without wings,
She walks towards me with joy she brings.

Gun on my head am forced to swear,
To be with her to share,
Fruits to bare,
Of our own kind a heir,
Am a man kept captive that's not fair.

People cheer again,
She kisses me my saliva to drain,
This is a sweet pain,
To be forever detained,
Its my first day of marriage again.