Barrels of a Cracked Habit
The home where peaceful torch shines her wonderful glory
a little conflict or disagreement tells another story.
Examples of her madness line up as so many
understanding the pain of her sting, simply choose any.
A long bad history is an ingredient in every dispute
no sensitivity to her partner, he must stay mute.
On any slight provocation, she already shoots
always in a wait to extend her bitter roots.
To any live wound, she’s a biting worm
dominating the situation, no matter its form.
Gives the children an impression of a weak dad
unknowingly setting to her daughters a wrong standard.
A field so nutritious, for the home it will pass
but with her in it, no way for growing grass.
Red zone is complaining over her burnt pie
redder is ignoring it and just passing by.
Exposing her to be seen by all
drills a long pit but for the home to fall.
The riddle of emotions in her the devil wrote
a patient man with the right responses is her antidote.
Copyright © Funom Makama | Year Posted 2016
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