One presence mars a perfect evening,
The sharp words
The wounding behaviour
The using of another human being….
All came back at the same time,
The connection broken beyond repair
The strain too obvious
No, I didn’t want to be in the same room
With someone so cheap…
To think of a woman as a commodity !
The goodness and energy he had brought
Washed away as someone helpless came by
Taking advantage of the hours
Cheating serially… Not respecting
His wife or himself..
Why make a show
Of loyalty, camaraderie and good cheer
The strain of deceit, splits
The inner self…
And the cracks show the dark heart.
Categories: Daily Reflections