Poisoned Sequence

Ruins
                                 Of a man
                         Sprawled in the mud
                    Betrayed by woman scorned
                                   Broken

                                    Victim
                                 Of slander
                            Eyes gaze on him
                 With contempt; tongues find him
                                    Guilty

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Copyright © | Year Posted 2014

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Yvonne Avatar
November 13, 2014 at 3:57 PM
Beautifully composed. I can't even imagine the pain that man endured and still endures.
Callus Avatar
November 14, 2014 at 12:55 PM
That man endured a lot, not just pain; fortunately now people's reaction is 100% in his favour; at least the mud has been washed away. But I am sure that every night he replays it all in his mind.
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
November 11, 2014 at 7:21 AM
mmmmn! incredibly awesome with each line.. as lines progress, each line also is intensified.. .. choice of words are wow! and the message is another wow!... these are your poems that I find you best.. :)! olive eloisa.. :D!
Guillermo - Fraser Avatar
November 12, 2014 at 1:43 AM
Yes, I know it.. :) and wink! hugs back... :D!
Callus Avatar
November 11, 2014 at 11:27 AM
Thank you very much Olive_eloi!! You know that I express myself best in short writes. I love your insightful comments...illuminating feedback! Bless you! hugs // paul
Hicks Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 3:33 PM
What an awful story, sorry to hear! You know, I'm not sure how the politics are in Malta, but I find that in the states it's very easy for women to get away with things. I've known a friend, of a friend, who got labelled "sex offender" by his wife. And simply because of the wife's story (having absolutely no physical evidence to show for) he now has that the label stuck to him in all his records. It's very sad.
Callus Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 3:42 PM
This was well orchestrated; the whole story very credible; the court had no alternative but to find him guilty. After years the daughter (who was supposed to have been sexually abused) could not live with the guilt any more and reported herself to the police; now he is free. // paul
Hicks Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 10:18 AM
Wow, very powerful. Especially in the end... I couldn't help but think of the man kneeling in a court room, where all the jurors point and say, "GUILTY" - though he's been wrongly accused. I wonder if the woman framed him or something? There's a lot of subtext in this, which is the goal in poems of brevity.
Callus Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 3:26 PM
Yes, Timothy...the person I know was framed by his wife; she even got her daughter to lie in court; he spent time in prison before the daughter decided to come clean. // paul
Dietrich Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 11:27 PM
I really like this one. The last word guilty is such a GREAT concluding word!! My favorite of the two you posted.
Callus Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 4:54 AM
Thank you Andrea! This is my favourite, too; unfortunately I realized that the theme was not what the sponsor was asking for! // paul
Roper Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 6:33 PM
Paul, the poor soul, relationship can be harsh sometimes, and people’s tongues do wag when they should be silent :) hugs eve
Callus Avatar
November 10, 2014 at 5:04 AM
You are absolutely correct, Eve; unfortunately the harm done could be irreparable. hugs // paul
Chircop Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:40 PM
A dark deed indeed to taint one's reputation with false accusations..Its even sadder when those accusations were maluciously weaved,and untrue..Even worst when one does not have the right justification and is guilty for things he didnt do.Excellent post Paul.
Chircop Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 3:47 PM
Maliciously i meant oops.Yes unfortunately justice isnt always made in the way it should..a pity.
Callus Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 3:35 PM
As you might well know, Charm, people have been sent to prison because of lies and perjury. How can those wasted years ever be redeemed! How can traumatic effects be erased!! Appreciate both your visit and positive comments. // paul
Meade Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:35 PM
It reminds me of the quote: "Hell Hath No Fury Like A Woman Scorned" and then with blazing eyes and vicious wagging tongues the crowd gather like hunger wolfs -- the construction and flow are like two arrows flying straight to the heart.
Callus Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 3:22 PM
Many thanks David; that quote came to mind as well as I was writing it...you read my mind! Rest of your comments are also appreciated. // paul
Horne Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:28 PM
oh, powerful and sad one here, my friend - sure to be a winner, if for a contest. Hope you're having a great weekend : )
Callus Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 3:19 PM
Hi Jack! Glad you enjoyed this Cinqku...not being entered in any contest...as yet! Weekend was great, especially today as the weather has been perfect. Hope yours was a positive one, too. // paul
Smith Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:22 PM
This is very sad Paul...I know of two men this has happened to....scary thought when one's words are given more credit than another...Tim
Callus Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:40 PM
It is sad and the consequences are tragic...the stigma will haunt him for life...credibility nil. I well know; a friend of mine is living a nightmare! Thanks for stopping by Tim. // paul
Allison Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:11 PM
Oh how sad Paul - sadly this does happen all too often:-( good luck for the contest - Hugs Jan xx
Callus Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:19 PM
:) that's a good sign :))
Allison Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:16 PM
ooops so it is I got carried away by the quality of the poem! Hugs jan xx
Callus Avatar
November 9, 2014 at 2:14 PM
Hi Jan....thanks...but this won't do for the contest...topic has to be holidays...just realized! hugs // paul
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