Slander - Poem by Lorene Kinsey
Speaks of her, the mother of his children,
The team cheerleader, the only woman
Foolish enough to ever love and leave him
With such disrespect and ill intent
The entire table in stitches as he humiliates
Her while she is away and unable to defend.
Disgusted by the laughter and guilty that
Even I at times, had to cover my smirk
as he was sometimes funny, but I could not
Sleep tonight for my displeasure at his poor taste.
He did not confide in a friend or 3, but rather to
Just about every parent she would share the
Bench with in the morning at the 9 o’clock game.
There were 3 people who were less than amused
By his disrespectful and humiliating words
And though I wish I could tell her, as I used to think
I would like to know, it is far easier to continue facing
Us when she does not have to know what was shared.
Truth be known, my new knowledge does not change
My respect for her as a mother and wife as I know
That if her ex-husband was half the jerk he was in marriage
Or made her cry one tenth as often as his eldest daughter
On the ball field, no doubt, she did seek more
Appropriate attention for her needs.
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