The Cloister
“Gossip is the fastest form of communication”
seven small homes on a cul de sac
seven homes from the rest, set back
time passed and brought a mystery
seven sets of twins, neighbors see
one boy, girl pair all the same age
the blond, blue eyes fueled a rage
questions asked of mothers alone
the father never seemed at home
ignorance fueled gossip, bred hate
they wanted answers which relate
who was the father who so spread
from mom to mom and bed to bed
answers came, they slowly evolved
legal contracts can’t be dissolved
their father’s name thus protected
never faced charges formally read
the secret team had gathered facts
they were convinced of evil acts
gossip spread certainly fueled it
but "in vitro" was named the culprit.
Aug 27 2011 Charles Henderson
for Rambling’s “Mother” contest
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