A Woman's Plight, The Crone

Adrift On The Sea

I have resented the crone since
The partial stroke day he left us

And I saw the ruin in vision of
What it all meant to our family

Having not spent my life checking out
I had mapped countless patterns in it

Shocked by a flipped betrayal so severe
With inability to save what I’d held dear

I was tricked, you see, attacked indirectly
And all I’d built crashed down around me

Extra spin being some projection spell
Designed to turn all blame against me

Disguising the fact premeditation’s will
Contorted surrounding ground stability

The best I could do was yank at cords
Grabbing basics from ship for life boat

All of our beloved chickens went to a farm
Where were hopefully loved and protected

Our rabbits luckily found a new home
But we kept one dog and the four cats

I didn’t even remember the one dog there
Must’ve suppressed all that stress barking

I remember how his love and warm fur felt
His small presence as our warding talisman

It’s not like we just changed housing
I had been supporting our family by

Trying to finish my degree to qualify
For gaining a solid career’s security

I had been trying to help expand
His business as my degree’s focus

And he just collapsed it all to be free
Rather than helping prevent damage

Who was this choice better for?
Not the rest of us that’s for sure

There has been no real recovery for me
Cast adrift fashioning nets in wreckage

Keeping us afloat by ingenuity
My centrality being safe haven

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