HIS VERSION OF THE TRUTH
I wanted to know if something was wrong;
I had loved you so long and so desperately
"No," you said, "No I do not love another,
You are all that I want and need."
But then more and more I felt you withdraw;
You were no long affectionate to me.
But still, "No," you said, "I do not love another."
You let me hope, you let me try to be who you wanted.
You pointed out little things that I could do better.
That I would be prettier if I were a smaller size;
That the house did not look as spotless as before.
That maybe I could have been a better mother,
Or that we had had our child too soon in the marriage.
I was bewildered, but still you said there was nothing wrong.
I felt sad, and wondered why I was no longer wonderful
But still, "No," you said, "I do not love another."
Then one day I found things that said you had a lover.
You denied it, but more things happened, and I was sad.
Everyone believed you were cheating, but I didn't want to,
After all, you went to church, you promised in front of God.
Now you have left me, still denying what I now know to be true.
There is adultery, and has been for some time.
You could have told me the truth in a more gentle way.
You could have told me the truth instead of cheating.
The lies you have told me will poison your own mouth...
How can you be happy leaving your wife and children
And sleeping on another's bed of cheapness and cruelty.
Any lies you tell now will burn the inside of your mouth.
Saint Michael protects me and my children.
But oh, Mr. Adulterer, he does not protect you,
Or the woman that chose to sneak around with a married man.
My children will be happier without you in the long run;
But oh, the blood of our pain cries out to you
From the ground, and from the Heavens.
© Copyright 6/14/07
Beth Clare Johnson
(Mystic Raven)
I wanted to know if something was wrong;
I had loved you so long and so desperately
"No," you said, "No I do not love another,
You are all that I want and need."
But then more and more I felt you withdraw;
You were no long affectionate to me.
But still, "No," you said, "I do not love another."
You let me hope, you let me try to be who you wanted.
You pointed out little things that I could do better.
That I would be prettier if I were a smaller size;
That the house did not look as spotless as before.
That maybe I could have been a better mother,
Or that we had had our child too soon in the marriage.
I was bewildered, but still you said there was nothing wrong.
I felt sad, and wondered why I was no longer wonderful
But still, "No," you said, "I do not love another."
Then one day I found things that said you had a lover.
You denied it, but more things happened, and I was sad.
Everyone believed you were cheating, but I didn't want to,
After all, you went to church, you promised in front of God.
Now you have left me, still denying what I now know to be true.
There is adultery, and has been for some time.
You could have told me the truth in a more gentle way.
You could have told me the truth instead of cheating.
The lies you have told me will poison your own mouth...
How can you be happy leaving your wife and children
And sleeping on another's bed of cheapness and cruelty.
Any lies you tell now will burn the inside of your mouth.
Saint Michael protects me and my children.
But oh, Mr. Adulterer, he does not protect you,
Or the woman that chose to sneak around with a married man.
My children will be happier without you in the long run;
But oh, the blood of our pain cries out to you
From the ground, and from the Heavens.
© Copyright 6/14/07
Beth Clare Johnson
(Mystic Raven)
