You Have Angered Me

(I got the idea for this fictional poem from Me, myself & Irene.) You cheated on me when we were on our honeymoon. I was afraid that you'd cheat but I didn't know you'd do it that soon. You couldn't have hurt me more if you had shot me in the face. I thought our love was remarkable when it was really a disgrace. You just gave birth and that proves that you and another man jumped in the sack. I know you cheated because I'm white and the baby is black.