Being unequally yoked is being scrambled,

like a distant relative you’ve never handled.

Alone in the same room face to face is hard,

boiled eggs left out in the sun mixed with lard.

That white meat they call pork is only a cover,

for the truth in the manner someone will suffer.

Regardless all the effort put into the relationship,

because it was forced in a due time will take a dip.

Into the hot pan you’ll go without any protection,

with your heart you wish you had more affection.

All that can be salvaged at this point is a prayer,

one in humble adoration for Yahweh does care.

There was a reason the scriptures speak of this,

Now is the time to read so that you won’t miss.

Next time it’s best to think before you do leap,

from a pan full of hot oil into one that is steep.

Where the darkness and the light do not mix,

is a sign up ahead yielding a right-of-way mix.