Viva Polygamy and other short stories of our daily lives and beyond. So, when the Lord was done creating the universe, created stars, and saw that it was beautiful, He decided to create man. A human being who would take care of the beauty of the universe. Done! Then the Good Lord saw that it was not good for man to live alone. He tiptoed when he (man) was dead asleep, probably dreaming of milk and honey, took his rib, and made him a helper. He'd then call the helper, a woman. Praise God, brethren.
Up to that moment, dear brothers and sisters, we all agree that it was God's choice for a man to have a woman by his side. A woman who would, according to the Lord Himself, help him in small things here and there, perhaps including and not limited to giving him offspring as they do this life together like a couple. Why didn't God create women for his man? Like, three, four, or even seven? So where do y'all extract this hullabaloo about Viva Polygamy from? Why have you deviated from the teachings of the Holy Book, you descendants of the foolish Galatians? I know you'll want us to talk about King Solomon. Not today, Zakayo!