Babbling Origins

So I was talking to my friends the other day about what my next post should be. It's really quite a difficult position to be in when it comes to what next to blog about. I don't want to cover the same thing twice but at the same time I feel like it has to be interesting and witty, etc. Then one of my friends asked me how I came up with the name for the blog, "Babbling Verbose". The truth is, I wrote a poem in 2004 titled, "Babbling Verbose". It's actually one of my all time favorite poems that I authored and I really liked the title that I came up with and it's stuck with me ever since. So when it came to for me to name my blog ... it really wasn't a question. Now with that being said, I can't leave it in the air and not let you all read what I loved so much about that poem. Enjoy!


Babbing Verbose
By: Sherry Chang
September 24, 2004


I don't understand why in this world today,
The sanctity of marriage is no longer a way,
For two people in love to show eachother devotion,
Made of a bond strong enough to part oceans,
Love is a fleeting feeling that disguises our lust,
For something we buy into without true trust,
Our desire to have something blinds the path,
Covers the tracks and we rush in too fast,
Then reality grips our hand just a little too late,
After our dire thirst has finally been slaked,
But the severity of our actions once we knew,
When under God, we swore an oath and said "I do",
Those consequences were lessened and so society,
Began to understand it's not forever and we can leave,
Our promises to love and honor, such meaningless words,
For better, for worse, convictions light as feathers,
In sickness and health, just babbling verbose,
And in the end, irreconcilable differences we bemoan,
How can such commitment be committed so lightly,
Both love and honour have no meaning in this world I see,
Are we doomed to such failure in all our endeavors,
Where once soul completion is now pushed asunder,
How can we put faith in words that mean nothing,
How can we swear eternal devotion to something,
That finds loopholes and escapes when things get hard,
That potentially doesn't care if it crushes our hearts,
And so you ask me why it is that I turn and walk away,
But if you felt the way I felt, you would do the same.



Seems like a pretty cynical poem no? I'll tell ya'll though. I wrote that poem after a good friend of mine who was married with 2 kids was having marital issues and I had to listen to him talk about it on a regular basis and then confide in me about his budding extra-marital affair with a co-worker. I couldn't understand it, he was throwing away a perfectly good marriage (it didn't go sour until after the 2nd child, his wife was diagnosed with post-partum depression) because his wife had depression and didn't want to have sex with him anymore. He was running to this pretty blond who was paying him attention where his wife wasn't. I understand that we like our significant others to pay us attention but ... if this is the person that you swear "until death do us part" and "in sickness and in health" to, aren't you supposed to support them while they're going through post-partum depression?! Not go chasing after some pretty, young thing just because she's after you. It was really disappointing for me to listen to MY FRIEND talk about these things to me and then for me to be supportive. I can't support someone who's actions are deplorable in my opinion.


Maybe that's why I'm so against marriage? I mean ... I'm not trying to rip my parents but all of the examples of marriages I've ever really seen have been ... less than desirable. My parents have been married for 30 years (they just celebrated this past January) but I've always felt that it was loveless. They've never really ever shown eachother affection and in the few instances (I can count it on one hand) that they have, it felt completely forced and for show. My other aunts that I've grown up with all got divorced, one of them several times. My friend I just mentioned above was unwilling to support his wife when she needed him most and ended up going out and having an affair. I watch "Sex and the City" and the women on there struggle regularly with men, commitment, and relationships. Then the frosting on this negativity cake is of course, is all of my own personal experiences with men, commitment, and relationships. What I'm trying to say is that, I'm that girl at the wedding when they're tossing the bouquet, I'm conveniently in the bathroom and absent.