Change At Her Peril

in a matter of unsurpassable projection she pulled the trigger did not have a license to kill with her words but exclaimed ‘everything is wrong and it is entirely and exclusively your fault’ not quite so eloquently but she hit home whose home and why no matter what the intent had been causes have consequences ‘I am not going to tell you where the faults lie find out yourself’ he should have packed his bags or hers right at that moment but there were kids to consider and he took the wicked assault to heart wrecked his mind and soul reasoned and felt empty questioned quite perplexed why she had never voiced her concern ‘you would have and never will change just like your late father’ and that hurt like a missile propelled at defenceless innocence he tried to comprehend and negotiate a path to mutual resolution failed miserably got depressed and dug himself into a prison with self imposed wardens of melancholy and moribund sadness the years have passed and she now sits alone in her ivory tower whereas he ventured on the hard journey of soothing his wounds new wife new occupation happiness and he lived around the globe one constant is that she could not turn the children against him they remembered the hands on father whom they did not reject today a poet he weaves verses meaning streams consciousness learnt a few lessons smoothened a few edges of error and terror did not think much about her attack for change needs forgetting and that while she kept the money he had been set entirely free she was right because she prevented him from changing with her 08th Augus 2020