Someday he'll suffer

He came to deliver the news of her journey’s end...

He came to tell us she died...

How could I deal with my guardian’s death?

So I tried my best and cried...

He came to help make arrangements for her

He came to show his Concern...

was it he who torched her that day,

Is that why he shows his burns???

He came to the funeral most unwanted though...

He came to pay respects to her corpse...

The Mrs, right besides the man;

Her foetus happily hops...

He came to ask for a share of our sorrows…

He came to himself save...

The only other, with her that day;

Indeed death to her he gave...

It’s good she died at 24

Most loved by all she knew...

He came to bring shame on her...

My hero’s love he threw...

Copyright ©2007 Kenneth A Hopkins

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