Everything I Offer Him Poem by Louise Tredoux

When Rudi read my lament, he started
laughing, he’s a beast of a tease, I attacked
and tried to kill him, he fought back, then sang
“I could see that girl was no good for me, forgive
me Delilah I just couldn’t stand any more…” while
holding my hands, I protested vehemently – I’m
NOT the Delilahlian-type, I’m more – Sister Teresa
you see - he forced my hand open holding the meat
cleaver and opened his eyes wide; Is that how
Sister Teresa took care of the ill? - he asked in
mock surprise and I laughed, what he did then
softened my heart, I kissed him and he softly
said it was all-right, he would help me with
the collection, he did not think me a
simpleton… so he got everything
I could offer him…