My Ex Wife. Poem by Res John Burman

Your face
Sneering, scowling
Contorted with malice
Hands taloned to attack my face
If I remember you
It is like this
My wife.

My life
Has moved on from
Such sad and spiteful days
I suffered long enough for you
Now I’m free, rejoicing
Lib-er-at-ed
Reborn

I shall
Forgive, but not
For your sake but for mine
Forgiving sets me free, to be
Endlessly so grateful
To be away
From you.

Now you
Cannot hurt me
You cannot hurt our son
We both grow beyond you, away
To replace your hateful
And selfish ways
With hope.

And love
Beyond your ken
Feelings that are foreign
To you grim soul lost in darkness
We walk away, relieved
So free of you
At last!

20th March 2008