The Other Woman
My muddied, motherly eyes I turned away
When he looked at her in that lustful way
Drowning my voice as my tongue I silenced
She was my shield against his violence
I had so devalued her existence
That from me he got no resistance
When on her tight lips his kisses landed
To her, the fault I scornfully handed
When timidly upon his lap she sat
I knew his manhood was eager to chat
I saw the smutty sneaky little snake
Her innocence he was ready to take
When I chose to ignore his ********
I packed away parental protection
She was the prey I threw into his cage
She could absorb his penetrating rage
I knew fear was his aphrodisiac
With her tears she begged for him to attack
Excited, his entrance was really vicious
To him, her agony was delicious
He filled her with soul stealing suffocating shame
The devil’s spawn, she was the one I blamed
When he drifted, he slithered into her bed
Dreaming of the day, when she would drop dead
She was the other woman, my rival
I had no regard for her survival
When his heavy fist fractured her fresh face,
I was glad she was there to take my place
Into her spirit I twisted the knife
Taking from her everything but her life
In his wrath I left her alone to drown
Abdicating my maternal crown
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