Wednesday, November 26, 2014

Infidelity

Shit happens; passion overwhelmed the man to the point that a weapon was brandished
The weapon lies in the opposition’s hands
Still manages to dictate a vile language and yell out demands
Drenched in another woman’s fragrance
Realizes that the settlement would benefit the plaintiff
Not the first discovered sexual stench of a stranger
She’s tired of fighting, but ready to drench the man in danger
A stampede of bullets, no witness in sight to identify the culprit
Does she pull the trigger? or is she bigger than that?
She ponders of a rigorous act; bury the body without leaving a track
But that’s the man that her children call dad
A moment of clarity, she can just him leave behind
She knows she’ll grieve, but she also knows that in time…she’ll heal
Better than a jail cell with no opportunity to appeal
Life or death pending as he tries to justify his actions with Wendy…
Alexis, Maya and Jenny
You can see the man’s lips quiver and hands violently trembling
He blames the madness on sexual addiction
All she can think about is how he took a vow and now he’s a walking contradiction
Suddenly sirens surround the two
Two gentlemen ask her to place the weapon down on the avenue
She turns and aims and that’s when they drew
Shots fired, the distress and her organism are immediately expired

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