MISTRESS
My brilliance is boundless
Your hate is groundless
Been confounded by love
Ever since I have found this
Didn't know who I was
Till I was forced down this
Road of despair - into the unknown
And the soundless
Found my voice in the scenes
That unfolded around this
Pain that you caused
And the strain it compounded
Didn't think for a moment
That I'd have to doubt it
But your love was a lie
And as soon as I found this
Found myself in the gap
That your hate had expounded
Bounced back into hope
And as I rebounded
Found myself and my truth
No two ways about this
Saw you lost to your youth
For the real you is selfish
Self-serving and maligned
Still your mind is hounded
By superficial desires
And all those things have amounted
To you giving up
Everything that is founded
In the ways of the father
And the angels around him
I'm sorry that your "needs"
Still pulled you down this
Path of inequity
That leads eight feet down and
I suppose that someday
You might look around and
See the mess that you made
And how my life took a pounding
If you wanted to be free
And in different surroundings
You wouldn't be indifferent
To the people around them
Instead you wrecked lives
Not just one but a thousand
If your heart was pure
You would never have clouded
The truth and your children
And the love you had vowed them
The vows that you made
To this man you allowed in
To your life and your home
And a kid with autism
I gave everything
That a father could give him
I taught him to speak
And I learned how to love him
But your will is weak
So now you just dumped him
Instead you left for money
And the lusts of a coward
I'll try not to laugh
As that money's devoured
By two greedy children
Who's lusts will just sour
Any love that they claimed
And all of their power
I will watch every day
And I'll count every hour
Till your past catches up
And knocks down your tower
Misaligned
Misinformed
Misbehaved
And misguided
Missed the mark
Missed the message
Mixed the truth
With your lying
Miss Beaty
Misses M.
Misses B.
And now Jacob?
You're so filled
With greed
There's not a thing
You hold sacred
Missed your God
Missed His Son
Missed the ways
Of your Savior
You're remiss
Misbegotten
Missing life
For his favors
You'll miss out
In this mess
I won't cry
Or get distressed
Cause you missed out
on Me
To be somebody's
Mistress