An Ex Ation
Not accepting that it was over,
That I’d found a kinder lover
You came to stand outside my house
Shouting out your foul abuse,
Your ultimatums and your threat
You said I would regret,
That our sons were yours by right,
That you were prepared to fight.
Then one night at some late hour
Drunk with your own power
You came and forced my door
Thinking that like before
I’d give in to your “charms”
And fall into your open arms,
Never dreaming that your persistence
Might be met with armed resistance.
So, you bombarded me with your lies,
Demanding ‘compromise’.
In truth, at the end of the day,
You just wanted your own way,
And while I resisted best I could
You simply raped me where I stood.
But though you conquered every part of me
You never gained the heart of me.
So, sip carefully, dear, each cup of tea
If ever it is made by me.
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